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Kandor
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I've being seeing my family quite a lot in the run up to Christmas, I've also sat many hours with our Brenda talking about the old days,
Most of them I knew or remembered, she did however tell me of a few things I've either chose to forget on purpose or the years have just let slip.
I've already written here about my Moms lousy knitting..
Her mittens, Jumpers and scarves were dire to say the least, where she really excelled in ineptness though was her Balaclavas..Me and Brenda cried laughing at some of them..
Some were so tight they choked me at the throat of cut off the blood supply to my eyes..
She could hardly catch her breath when she told me about the one Mom had cut slits in for my ears to stick through..
Brenda also told me about one I definately must have chosen to forget..
She told me Mom once knitten me a Balaclava out of bright yellow wool... :2funny: through tears of laughter she remembered how they all called me 'Canary boy'
Ahhh Mom...they broke the mould before they made you.
Most of them I knew or remembered, she did however tell me of a few things I've either chose to forget on purpose or the years have just let slip.
I've already written here about my Moms lousy knitting..
Her mittens, Jumpers and scarves were dire to say the least, where she really excelled in ineptness though was her Balaclavas..Me and Brenda cried laughing at some of them..
Some were so tight they choked me at the throat of cut off the blood supply to my eyes..
She could hardly catch her breath when she told me about the one Mom had cut slits in for my ears to stick through..
Brenda also told me about one I definately must have chosen to forget..
She told me Mom once knitten me a Balaclava out of bright yellow wool... :2funny: through tears of laughter she remembered how they all called me 'Canary boy'
Ahhh Mom...they broke the mould before they made you.