You don’t strike me as an average old lady, however! Bet you could bring back fat-bottomed TVs if you wanted and cover it in granny squares and make it a new thing.

Thank you, thank you. I felt like a debutante but instead of hanging from a hot heir’s arm it’s just me and my dog, who doesn’t count because it’s a girl. And also a dog.

That is indeed an awesome pattern. And this one should come up even better than your lost one. Hey, hey! Wouldn’t it be hilarious if the old one turned up exactly the same day you finish this one? And will you be so kind to let me know if this actually happens? :D