Tuesday, 1 March 2011
My grandfather served as a doctor in the trenches of World War I.
He was not a strong man and fell victim to TB or something similar.
As he spent week after week recovering in hospital,
his fingers were obviously not idle for a second.
He learnt the needle art of drawn threadwork and
made the most enormous linen bedspread I have ever seen.
A gift for my grandmother.
I know it's enormous because I now have this wonderful piece of family history.
His corners are a bit uneven and the spider webs are somewhat imperfect.
But how amazing it is!
I love the edge here that didn't turn out as straight as expected.
When WW II broke out he had a bomb shelter type of iron contraption built around their bed!
What a sight that must have been.
Thinking of you Grandpa!