Colours

I was reminded by the discussion of knitting following Friday's blip that Mr H's venerable Fair Isle was also in need of repair. When he first pointed this out he had become too portly to wear it and so I gratefully consigned it to the bottom of the pile - but since he's lost weight I realise I have no excuse.

It took some time to find some wool of the matching colour in the bag of many coloured left overs.