Tuesday, 12 July 2011, Day 231/365.
Once upon a time I used to crochet. I don’t think I know how to crochet any more but I guess I could pick it up easily enough again if I wanted to.
I started crocheting this rug the day that Elvis died on 16 August, 1977 so I was just a bit younger than my son is now. I didn’t crochet it in his memory or anything, I just remember that event. However it could have been very soon afterwards because I remember watching an Elvis movie on tv.
I used bits and pieces of wool that I had left from other projects and that my grandma had given me because she was into the crafty stuff.
I continued to crochet this rug for some time and got bored with it. Luckily the aforementioned grandma rescued it from me and completed it. She even crocheted a nice border round the outside to tidy it up.
I’ve managed to keep it through numerous years, share houses and time overseas and I still have it. It lives in the lounge room for a throw rug when it’s just a bit cold.
