My 12 year old son surprised me yesterday by asking “Mum, do you ever make mistakes?” “indeed I do” I replied “with alarming regularity, at least twice a day” He smiled. “Perhaps” I suggested, the mistake isn’t as important as what you do about the mistake after you make it?”
I was inspired by this book Violet Mackerel’s Brilliant plot by Anna Branford. Violet’s Mother, who is so good at knitting she has a market stall selling her lovely wares says “knitting is a difficult thing to learn, that box is full of my mistakes” Violet takes one of her Mum’s mistakes and turns it into something wonderful. I wont spoil the surprise so read the book to find out what she makes. Back to my mistakes. Well I don’t have a mistake box. Instead, I turn my mistakes into dog toys for the dogs that live here. They play with them, fetch them, tug of war them and eventually need another one. Here are some pictures of the dogs playing with a disaster that was supposed to be a crochet flower. I try to turn the mistake into a ball or if it is larger I get more ambitious and make a Burglar or Postman. (sorry Aussie post I really do love you)
You can do it Tricky (and then it’s mine)
Jack has the last bark!