About five years ago I saw a crochet pattern for a tea cosy and decided that I wanted to make it for my mother in law Fay. I didn't know how to crochet at the time so I had to learn. I never finished that tea cosy but I still wanted to make her one, so every year just before her birthday I would look at different knitting patterns and then again at christmas time, I had such good intentions, I even bought an old tea pot at Vinnies so I could get the size right. She was the only person I know who needed a tea cosy because she was the only person I know who makes tea in a tea pot. She got me quite addicted to it as well for a while there.

I had a few patterns saved in my favourites folder, and ummed and aahed over them twice a year, every year, and just never quite got around to making one.

And now it's too late. She died in hospital this morning and now it's too late. I wish I had made it for her. I did make her other things, I made her a bag during my sewing phase at christmas time, but I wish I had made her a tea cosy. She had such a manky old one on her tea pot, and every time I saw it I would look forward to giving her the one I was going to make, because it was going to be lovely. So much thought went into it, why didn't I make the bloody thing?

It's too late now. She is gone. And I know it will be a while before I stop looking at tea cosy patterns, it has become such a hobby for me. But there is no point now.

Its such a dumb thing, but I am really really sad. I am so sorry Fay, I wanted to do that for you but I just never quite got around to it. I wish I had.