My granny turned 89 yesterday. 89!
Until very recently , she was still fitter and stronger than many women 20 years younger. She's survived 11 of her siblings, her husband, a daughter, a grandson. Life is getting a bit difficult now with a very sore back, hips, neck, but on a good day, her wit is as sharp as ever. Every time we go down south (which is almost every holiday), I make the drive over the Robinson Pass for a visit and hopefully some mutton curry or souskluitjies.
When my sis came to visit now from Ireland , we visited again.
|Ouma Nettie with three of her (16?) great-grandchildren and my sisi.|
We always have tea on the stoep or in her sitting room, and she always take a second cup.
She produced this, with the instruction that my sis and I should divide it between the two of us:
|A wooden container, looking like a tiny pencil box|
...and inside we found the minutest of small crochet hooks!
|Old-time crochet hooks, made in England|
It doesn't look that small, until you compare it to my standard nr 4 hook:
|How did they work with it??|
Isn't it the most beautiful hook?
I'm wondering what to do with my half, since I'll never work with it (too small!) I'm thinking of a nice box frame, together with a delicate old handkerchief I also got from her. Or with a small tray cloth she embroidered as a young woman.