I am hoping that readers may be able to help me with a problem.
It isn’t, I hasten to reassure you, a major problem
- but I have found that even small issues become magnified somewhat in these Lockdown Days. Whether the easing of our Life of Restrictions will lead to a shrinking of the way we perceive life’s little (and large) problems or an escalation, only time
Over the least three months, like many of you, I have tried to use my time usefully by tackling a range of “projects.” Some have been quite
large projects like the Loft Clearance Project. I did, to be fair, start on this before Lockdown but there was enough left to do to keep me gainfully employed for weeks. I have completed three scrap-booking projects, including a pictorial record of our Ruby
Wedding which was only thirteen years ago. It took a pandemic to make me settle down to it - and what a pleasure it was (the project, that is, not the pandemic - don't be silly.) Some of the projects are on-going - unable to visit the shops, I have greatly
enjoyed making my own greetings cards, so much so that I may well continue with the practice. Some were time-limited like the Sunflower Project during which I grew and gave away over 150 seedlings to people passing by our house and helping themselves to “a
little bit of sunshine”. I like to imagine all those seedlings today, growing skywards and giving pleasure to the beholder.
More recently, for no particular
reason, I have taken on smaller, more easily completed projects, the latest of these being the Octopus Project. Coming across a useful knitting pattern in one of the magazines my friend Kay brings for me along with my weekly shopping, I decided that each of
my Rascally Trio needed an octopus. I mean, doesn’t everybody? I knitted a green one, a red one and a multi-coloured one, giving them the names of Orville, Oliver and Oscar Octopus. I was immensely proud of my powers of alliteration but the Trio immediately
re-named their new knitted pets with what they considered to be more appropriate (if less alliterative) monickers.
It is often the case that one of my Lockdown
Projects has a spin-off into another, associated activity and this has been the case here. I am now knitting more octopi for my (Not So Very Little) Welsh Boys but I have developed this into making each of them a Rainbow Octopus. Hence, my problem...
How many colours are there in a rainbow? Seven. How many tentacles does an octopus have? Why, eight! I can knit tentacles in red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and
violet - but what colour wool should I use for the eighth tentacle? It seems so very wrong to introduce a completely different colour and, even if I could bring myself to do so, what colour would merge in with the rest?
I take my problem initially to the Youngest of the Darling Daughters who gives the issue the serious consideration it deserves. I knew she would. I knew she wouldn’t protest that there are far
bigger problems to worry about, in these days of the coronavirus. To be fair, she was doubtless feeling more than a little relieved that, when I told her I had a problem, it turned out to be Octopus Related, rather than anything she needed to concern herself
about. Her view, after much contemplation, was that it might work if I used a different shade of one of the main rainbow colours. A deeper red, perhaps, a lighter green, a sky blue to blend into a royal blue.
I am now thinking that each Rainbow Octopus can have its own distinctive eighth tentacle, something to mark it out from all its fellows. At first glance, it won’t be possible to tell the difference but its owner will
know and cherish its uniqueness.
Unless, that is, you have a better idea...