This is a story of male knitting. More specifically, it is a report about how popular knitting has become amongst boys at school. I am very glad to hear this. Not that I do knitting myself. But I have knitted. One evening way back, I was amongst several of the women in my family all of whom were knitting. Feeling left out, I undertook a composition of my own - Jumpy Bruce. Here he is...
Jumpy Bruce remains a resident of the house, his current place on top of a pile of cricket scrapbooks.
