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Piles of yarn lay on her lap, while her hands are busy, she drifts off into memories of her childhood home. Sunlight in the window, a radio play crackling from the old receiver and grandma in a knitted vest. The sea of stitches in her lap starts to swell the knitted reliefs – braid patterns. Unstoppable, never-ending, warm, and loving, soon it will be a charming runner. It will whisper a story about a faraway land where girls used to take knitting to while away the hours whilst shepherding sheep.