My dear Aunty Nin loved to crochet and she made me some antimacassars. I’ve had them for decades and they’re still going strong. I don’t need to use them on the backs of the chairs as men don’t wear macassar any more so I drape them over the chair seats to protect them from a more modern menace, the cats, who think they have a divine right to sleep anywhere they like. There’s Sparta, the psychokitty, sprawled on one, glaring at me balefully as I scribbled.
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Really like this one Scribblah.
Thank you 🙂
Love it when ya draw on both sides of the sketchbook.
I’m stingy lol 🙂
I had no idea what an antimacassar was! Learned some new stuff from you today. I like the indication of knitted fabric, and kitty too of course.
Thank you – I like these archaic words.
Loved the picture of the cat – I also have a psycho cat who usually has mad moments in the wee small hours and expects me to join in so I just let him get on with it whilst I try my best to grab a little more sleep!!
Ah yes, the early morning madness – I know that one too 🙂