When I was a teenager, before the knitting bug took hold of me, I used to do quite a lot of embroidery. Mostly free form with stitches I invented!
When I was 15 I embroidered this and Mum made it in to a cushion for my maternal grandmother for – I think – her 68th birthday.
For years this sat on her green sofa in the front sitting room (the best room, not for everyday use) in pride of place and no-one was allowed to use it! Now it’s in my Mums sitting room and she’s less fussy but still doesn’t like it being sat on!
Of course you don’t think about these things when you’re 15, but my grandfather was a botanical artist and while I clearly just made flowers up, what would have been brilliant would have been if I’d used one of his paintings as a base. Oh well.
The initials on the back: