It’s worse than I thought

As Hubby and I sit in the boat during the evening, we are aware of draughts coming through the vents and have made a few provisions accordingly.

A little while ago, I bought 3 balls of wool in the boat colours for £1.
Not having any knitting needles or crochet hooks anymore, I don’t really know why I did that!

Anyway, I invested a further pound in a crochet hook and decided to do a throw-over for our legs at night.
Getting started with a circle is easy, but a square or rectangle is a little more complicated as you have to do ‘corners’, and when you have little to hold on to until it’s grown a bit, well, let’s just say I was having a few problems.

Actually I was not having a well time with it at all.
I couldn’t hold the hook with my right hand as it hurt to grip it. I couldn’t hold the item I was working on because it didn’t exist yet, and holding the wool to wind it round the crochet hook  was also painful.

It has been over a year since I sold my piano, and about fourteen months since I last played.
I finally finished my jumper here on the boat and apart from the occasional twinge, my hands haven’t been too bad.
Obviously with the change in the weather as we go into the colder months, the old arthritis is going to play up.

Still, I would not give in, and persevered through the initial cramps and managed to crochet up half a ball on my first night. The second night, I did the other half and I am now about to start a new ball.
It’s going to be a long job, as somehow I don’t think 3 balls is going to be enough to complete one throw-over, let alone 2.
Note: our boat is blue, but this is the pattern I’m doing as it’s the only one I know!