Last week, I was what I think of euphemistically as ‘helping’ Madame to reorganise the little crafts corner of the charity shop where she is a volunteer.

I know nothing of crafts and am not ashamed to admit it. However, on the basis that my first job after I graduated was in the Liverpool City Libraries service (a stint that lasted all of six months and ended well over fifty years ago), I was clearly and eminently qualified to organise several large piles of books into some semblance of logical order.

Most of these volumes related to art, needlework, knitting and so on, but there were a few dealing with more esoteric crafts, including this particular one.

No disrespect to all you merry whittlers out there, but I have to confess that I did post this image on our family Whatsapp group without comment but with the caption ‘Shoot. Me. Now.‘

Last on the card January 2025