Have hook, will crochet.

I don't recall at what age I first picked up a crochet hook, but I do remember making my very first chain stitch ... and the next, and the next ... and eventually ending up with an enormous ball of chain stitch made from various scrap bits of yarn along with the notion of entering the Guinness Book of Records for the longest crochet chain ever made.  I also remember making a granny square waistcoat ~ I must have been twelve/thirteen at the time ~ but then schoolwork and exams and the rigours of being a teenager left no time for hobbies.

It wasn't until my early 20's that I picked up a hook again.  I was living on the Oxford Canal at the time, and spent many a happy hour sitting on the roof of my boat with lovely friends, chatting, crocheting blankets, porthole doilies and cabin lace, and drinking tea.

In my late 20's I moved off the canal onto dry land.  I didn't pick up my hooks again for years, and it's only in the last couple (I'm now in my mid 40's) that I started hooking again in earnest.  Now ... I'm not saying that I'm a crochet expert, far from it in fact ~ there are many, many stitches that I've not even attempted yet.  All I know is that I need to crochet.  It calms my overthinking brain.  It "burns off the crazy".  And it's less fattening than binging on cake. 

So my plan for this little blog, as I expand my crocheting skills, is to fill it up with various original creations and projects and useful stuff and info.  That's if I'm not too busy hooking to post.

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