I’ve had a blanket for my son lying in the UFO pile for a while now. About a month ago I organised my cotton yarn stash, and put the blanket-in-progress on top of the newly re-organised basket to inspire me to action. Bad idea.


Said son got hold of the blanket and managed to make a knot involving four different balls of yarn. I thought it was pointless, and considered tossing the whole thing. But, perversely, this giant, awful, time-sucking knot was what got me started on the blanket again. Unpicking the knot and rewinding the yarn took two nights(!). But after that I’ve added a good fifteen centimetres to the blanket.