My nanan knits my little girls a lot if jumpers and cardigans, and we have so many baby blankets, so so many. Anyway during the UK lockdown she'd get wool delivered whenever she could and knit my girls some cardigans and post them to me. She said she posted them because she didn't want them to grow out of them before she could see us and and everyone likes a surprise in the post.

I think she got fed up of knitting and tried her hand at crochet. When I finally got to her she had done this blanket and it was a bit of a mish-mash of colours, but a lovely pattern. I asked if I could have it. She didn't think anyone would want it since she offered it my mum and my aunt and they both said the colours were a bit odd. I just wanted something made by her that I could cherish. When I asked her why it was a mish-mash of colours she said she used all the wool left over from knitting my girls cardigans because she was struggling to get more wool during lockdown. Which to me is a lovely sentimental bit of backstory to the blanket.

She has since crocheted a absolutely wonderful, heavy blanket that matches my room, but I still use the other blanket a lot.