As promised I went back to my crime scene to retrieve the crochet stars if they were still there (remember you're a Womble and all that).
They weren't there. And I'm not sure how I feel about that.
I'm pleased I didn't find them in a bedraggled state, hanging limply and unnoticed, but where are they? Are they being looked after in someone's warm and dry house, or are they currently in a council landfill site?
And the anti-climax of not seeing them means I don't know how people viewed them. Did they make people smile or frown?
Oh, what it is to be a tortured artiste!
