In recent weeks I’ve enjoyed learning a little about how to make nets. However, I’m at a loss as to what to do with them sometimes. After all, there are only so many net shopping bags you can use at any one time, and because of our non-aquatic lifestyle here at landlocked Waffle Towers we have little use for dip nets, trawl nets, lobster nets or any nets of those ilks.
So that left only one option…
Make a net hammock for dear old Ezra.
You know, the Ezra!
So I rustled up a biggish square net from some old brown twine, and then bashed a couple of hooks into the ceiling of our North Wing. Ezra looks dead chuffed, doesn’t he? Clearly, he has not yet spotted Emu on the chair below. How does that old song go?
‘There may be trouble ahead…’