Despite yesterday’s sterling efforts, there was still one nekkid armchair in the centre reading area.
The undressed chair was clearly jealous of its warmly clad comrades. Obviously this inequality could not be allowed to continue.
I took care of one arm in fairly pedestrian fashion:
Nadie had other ideas:
I also recovered a hassock/ottoman/pouffe in the children’s reading area with a repurposed never worn capelet, but forgot to photograph it, so I guess that’s my task for tomorrow.
Outside, someone had thoughtfully supplied the Bob lookalike with his own teeny waterbowl. The elderly canine next to him seemed a bit miffed that no one had given HIM a water bowl, winter coat and spool knitted lead
and just in case you can’t read what is printed on my tote bag in the first pic, it says:
” I knit,
therefore I am always armed with
two really sharp sticks, sturdy yarn and scissors
so do not mess with me ”