I want to share with you how I got into knitting. Why have I called this blog ‘Family Peace’, I hear you ask. Well, I shall make that clear once I have shared with you my knitting skills! My mother taught me to knit when I was around 9 years old. I grasped the rudimentary skills of knitting fairly quickly and managed to turn out a couple of woolly remnants. My first was a rather long scarf. A number of stiches had been lost along the way and if you have ever seen Swiss cheese, it will give you an idea of what it looked like. It was also very long and wrapped generously around my best friend’s neck, so much so I was afraid she would get it caught in the spokes of her bicycle wheel and end up like Isadora Duncan! (Look her up, poor soul!) I could go on and mention the thumbless mittens but I will spare you…
When I began to write my stories, the pets became alive. I decided to give them a proper home with animal loving people. They are named Mr and Mrs Peace. His name is Eric and her name is Fenna. Fenna is a Dutch name and translates into the meaning of Peace. Of course, she wasn’t born with the surname of Peace or she would have been Peace, Peace (and of course she isn’t real) Eric is a retired bank manager and Fenna spends her time helping with church functions including being on the flower rota. They love their pets. Eric isn’t keen on Cathas but you will have to read the stories to find out why.
I created the family out of wool. Yes, I sat and knitted the whole family including a squirrel who pops up (with a rather large acorn). It took me a good number of days to complete them all: three dogs, one cat, Eric, Fenna, and the squirrel. My friend and mentor, Eloise De Sousa, filmed them with me operating them and giving them voices. It was great fun and, may I point out, not one stitch was dropped in the making of them!
So, there you have it – the Family Peace.