Re-knitting neurons

I hate knitting, but it’s a compulsory activity this week. We knit with neurons – some are long and some are short. All are recylced, so we have to unpick them first and then try to make something else from them. It’s like knitting blanket squares for Biafra when I was at primary school. We had to unpick proper garments and make stupid squares that some unknown person would (maybe) stitch together into a blanket and send to people who needed more than a rubbish blanket made by 6-year-olds. If the people in Biafra were cold, why didn’t we send the clothes we were unpicking?

And we only ever knit squares, because no-one really has a pattern. Or a clue.