Wednesday, September 04, 2002

MORE THAN SEW SEW: When I was a very small boy, I used to dread the days when we had needlework. I always felt it to be wrong that I was rubbish at it, especially since being rubbish at football and slightly gurly I should have taken to it like a clown to irritation. But it wasn't to be. Somewhere, at my Dad's house there's still a half finished lobster waiting to be cross-stitched into life. Maybe what I needed was something like sewkits, which provide you, me and everybody with the wherewithall to make a mini-sampler of album covers. Or maybe I just needed to get out more.


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