Then one day, a handsome, young charity project rode into town. "Give me your red yarn!", he cried and the fair maiden was unable to resist. So out came the long discarded squeaky stuff, the knitting needles left to gather dust in favour of a pink metallic size 5.5mm crochet hook. The land was soon covered with be-scarfed (premature) Christmas trees. The charity project and the now not-so novice knitter lived happily ever after.

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