Three weeks ago my Mum gave me this beautiful old Crocheted blanked. It was made by my paternal Grandmother about a year before she died and the blanket is now about 36 years old. It was always about when I was growing up, but I didn't know it's history or who made it and I really didn't appreciate the fact that it was hand crocheted, quite like I I do now. Mum gave it to me because I am the only crafting creative family member and she knew I would understand it's sentimental value more than anyone else.
I have always been told I am just like my Grandmother, in my interests, skills and personality. Both of us being thrifty, busy bee's with lots of hobbies aswell as chatty and welcoming to anyone, whether they are well known or strangers.
Sadly I never met my Grandmother, she died two and half years before I was born. Making this blanket kept her busy through painful cancer treatment that unfortunately she didn't survive. I am really pleased the blanket has been given to me and yes, I really do appreciate the sentimental value as I am sure other crafters will too. There are small areas of damage to the blanket and one day I will pluck up the courage to repair them. In fact I may even post pictures of the damage to get some advice ont he best way.