… to watch the Olympics and knit at the same time!

I cheered, gasped, shouted and clapped as those dedicated athletes showed us what they’re made of.  As un-sporty as I am –  in my school days I had the most frequent and disabling periods in history to avoid hockey and gym –  I thoroughly enjoyed watching all that activity whilest I sat on the sofa trying to knit.  I really shouldn’t have bothered.  Although not a complicated stitch, counting is important and every morning I retrieved a tangle of wool and needles which needed concentration and patience to put right.

I think I managed to put most of it right but there are mistakes too far back to unravel.  They will be my deliberate mistakes, like the Islamic carpet weavers who show their humility by making deliberate mistakes believing that perfection belongs only to Allah.

Can you see it?