Here's an invitation to express your honest and unrestrained opinion. Come on, you know you want to.
If you'd been to Ardalanish Isle of Mull Weavers and become so entranced by the enthusiasm and commitment of a certain Aeneas MacKay that you spent the rest of your holiday money on a length of undyed Hebridean wool, in a lovely, peaty, greyish-brown hue, woven in a window pane pattern, what would you consider doing with it? Ideas welcome, but not urgent. I may leave it to mature for a year or five. It measures almost 2 metres x 1 and a half metres.
What I won't be using it for is to make a skirt - my rear end is wide enough already without subjecting it to the notorious tweed skirt effect that would only serve to frighten the horses and make small boys point and jeer.
But it is rather gorgeous, I think. The tweed, that is.