Life is just like a roller coaster sometimes, we have our ups and downs or our ebbs and flows or maybe we just experience the tide of life. Often with a rather gritty bottoming. I could even put into this little scenario not waving but drowning. Just sometimes there are good friends that pull you out of the mire, it must be tough for them to cope with the changes, but they don’t change and remember you, no matter how weird you look, just who you are.

And they are few, these friends.

And for this friend, well, he has been a good pal for many, many years. When I was in my darkest hour, (and there were many) he just sat and chatted with me – and for that I am very grateful.

So, when I noticed this autumn that he was without a woolly hat, (he has moved recently and misplaced his woolly hats) I became concerned. So, after looking through my stash and various patterns I knitted up a fisherman’s hat (that will keep his ears warm) in RYC Cashsoft Aran.

I could say this hat will keep him warm whilst he ventures out daily to shop for his organic vegetables and twice weekly line caught cod.

But the truth be known, its his twice daily jaunts to his local hostelry.

And long may that reign.

and no it doesn’t look that orange its a much deeper red, just poor photography on my part.