You can have too much of a good thing

Buoyed by the purchase of the loveliest red hat in accessorize on a day out with my friend a couple of weeks ago, I had the fantastic idea that I would knit a pair of red gloves to match. After all, you can never have enough red, right? Well, as it turns out that would be wrong ...


Hmmm it seems I've knitted an enormous, industrial-looking knitted red rubber glove! Suffice to say I won't be wearing my comedy glove (I will definitely not be knitting the pair) so what shall I do with it? Cast your votes now:

for hands that do dishes?

unblocking the toilet?

murderin'?

hawking? jousting? clearing hazardous waste?
(sorry I lacked the resources to illustrate these)

Watching Wallace and Gromit's The Wrong Trousers with the children this week, it also dawned on me that if I put the glove on my head I'd bear more than a passing resemblance to Feathers McGraw (yes, I know, it's the beak ...).


The glove is soon to be no more as I shall have to repurpose the wool. Now it's back to worrying about my beret making me look like Che Guevara (yes, I know, it's the facial hair ...).