First we need to dream

From left to right: Te Papa Tupu booklet, Toni in front of a black telephone booth, a knitting project, holding Stephen King novel

It took me ten years to learn how to knit. I started when my sister’s oldest girl was born. For some reason, partly me being a nana and partly a belief in the magical powers of YouTube, I was convinced I’d be able to make her a cute little hat. But I was a terrible […]