I knitted this spitting image of him over 25 years ago, when we were together.
Some people say that I could now use this doll for voodoo purposes, but I have no intention to do so. In fact, if Frank had a knitted image of me, I'm sure he'd use it as a voodoo doll...
When I found him recently in my son's bedroom, I remembered that I used to enjoy knitting, so I went to my nearest Hobbycraft store and bought some wool.
The result is a jumper, some purses and bags, a scarf, a shrug and lots of other stuff.
I've rediscovered my passion for making and creating things, so Frank deserves this special place on my new blog about all things creative.
Thank you, Frank!