Showing posts with label 7 mile pink peace scarf. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 7 mile pink peace scarf. Show all posts

19.7.14

a 7 mile long pink peace scarf


Okay, I've finally done this!.....this is my 1 metre crochet section of a 7 mile pink peace scarf.


I wanted to do this, but I hit a fair amount of resistance in my self. I think it may have been the pink and the long list of other things which I want to make!. Although once I realized it would be okay, and not breaking any rules (whose rules anyway!) to put a colourful granny square in the middle, I was off.


and once totally immersed in the pink, I really quite enjoyed it, especially next to all the other colours. I'll be sorry to see it go. But it's off for a good cause.

photo from the wool against weapons site.
On the 9th August this year, a seven mile long pink knitted peace scarf will be rolled out to stretch between two nuclear sites at Aldermaston and Burghfield in Berkshire. The scarf is a protest to put pressure on the government to ditch the planned 80 billion pound spend renewing the trident nuclear weapons programme. You can find out more about this at www.woolagainstweapons.co.uk.

This project is the brain child of Jaine and you can read about the beginning of this project here on her blog Beeswax and broomsticks.

In the end it was my commitment to doing this that carried me through. This really is the last call.


Editied to add: I forgot to say that the after the event the scarf pieces will stitched together and made into around 2000 blankets, which will be sent to well needed places. Now isn't that a thing!


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I will be away from my patch for the next little while.

hazy summer morning on the common
I'm off to dip my toes in the Dorset sea.

surprised to find this patch of pretty harebells yesterday.
I'm looking forwarding to taking in some of those lovely Jurrasic views. I have walked some of the South west coast path here. A few years ago now. One day I will continue my walk. I remember it was beautiful, exhilarating, scary and bloody knackering! I carried my rucksack and tent, and little dog was with me on the lead. I stopped at Chesil beach after several days, I couldn't carry my pack anymore! I will travel very light next time..... I'm looking forward to seeing it again and remembering the adventure. Catch up soon.