the tea-cosy of death
Last night Katherine knitted a skull-and-crossbones motif tea cosy. It ranks high in my mental list of Best Things Ever. It says to me, "yes, you may be having a cup of tea, but it's a dangerous badass punk rock kinda cuppa. And there may or may not be poison inside. Do you take sugar?" As soon as I get my hands on a digital camera I'll stick a pic of it on here.