Trampling on memories

... but in the nicest way! My father made this hook rug. He'd have it over his lap as he sat and worked at it with our cat curled up on top of the finished part. If made it a lot harder working across the top of a sleeping cat, but he'd never throw off the pusscat! I know I was still at school when he made it so it's well over 40 years old. On this day ten years ago we were celebrating what was to be his last birthday. Today he would have been 97. I'm lucky to have such happy memories of a lovely man.