Four years ago I wrote a poem. A poem about being a crocheter… and how handy it would be to have more limbs…

I thought I should share it here too. I hope you enjoy it.

I wish I were an octopus.

I wish I were an octopus
with 2 feet and 6 arms
..
Everything on my to do list
I’d do it with sweet charm
..
That wip that has sat there
In the corner collecting dust
..
Well I’d take my hook and all my yarn
and finish it no fuss
..
Dc in the next stitch, chain two
and skip another
..
I’d do repeats with ease and
counting them, no bother
..
I wouldn’t need stitch markers
Or lose hooks down the chair
..
I could take a heap of wips with me,
I could take them anywhere
..
I’d use one arm to hold my yarn
another to drink to my tea
..
Multitasking at its very best
I’d still have three arms free
..
Free to hold my other colours
my scissors and my pen
..
Wow! Writing down my patterns
I could do it there and then
..
I wish I were an octopus
with 2 feet and 6 arms
..
Everything on my to do list DONE
please don’t be alarmed….. 😆

Who else would like to be an octopus too?

In other news…

COMING SOON

A BIG ANNOUNCEMENT (photo for clue and enticement)

So until next time, real soon.

Happy Hooking!

Much love,

Em xxx