Monochrome Blanket

I’m fed up with this I really am. One minute it’s all emergency pedicures and sandals and the next day it’s back to jumpers and socks. I can’t keep up. I mean I can but it’s so boring. Can we just get this summer started?

On the other hand, we have a throw at the end of the sofa. Draped there in one of those casual yet luxurious, pointless yet decorative ways. You know the sort of thing. Truth be told it’s there to stop Enid destroying the velvet sofa but I have never, ever used it in the evenings. When people talk about the cosiness of having a throw over the end of the sofa I have looked askance. I have read their words askance. That might be the only time I have ever actually been askance about anything.

Our house just isn’t that cold. It’s the 21st century. We have heating. Except, well except for recently when I banned the heating from being on because it was May and surely to God it was time to turn it off. And then it got really cold. And I was sitting on the sofa at 9 o’clock at night shivering in my little ballet slippery slipper things with just a t-shirt on. And I couldn’t be bothered to practice what I shout/preach at everyone else: “Just put more clothes on we are NOT putting the heating on.”

So I grabbed the throw. And suddenly all was well with the world. And Enid came too. Which was fine because when she’s sitting next to me on the sofa she isn’t standing by it destroying it with her claws.

I am fully converted to the throw. And, you know what? It’s cheaper than heating.

This one is by Eleanor Pritchard. It is called the 405 line blanket because that is the number of scanning lines per inch on an old analogue tv, which makes it just perfect for wrapping your toes in while you watch television. Because that sort of circular thinking appeals to me.

It’s available from the Simple Shape store for £320. It’s made in Wales and it’s reversible. It’s a forever blanket. If you don’t know this store, do have a browse, there are some very lovely things.