It all started in 2013 when I was feeling quite depressed following the death of both my parents, retirement and a general feeling of displacement. I didn't want to meet people or go out and I couldn't concentrate to read. I got out the old knitting needles and knitted a pair of socks for my son-in-law. 'No-one's ever knitted me anything before,' he exclaimed with tears in his eyes. Second son-in-law was unexpectedly jealous: who would ever have thought he would wear handknit socks! I realised I had not only rediscovered an old pleasure but that there were people out there who appreciated handmade gifts. Gradually I rediscovered my confidence and a sense of purpose. This Christmas, I bought story books for my two grandsons and on an impulse, decided to make the main character from each of the books. Noah's book is a story about a blue penguin and this is the massive version I designed as a kind of substitute pillow. He loves it!