I was at a pub last Friday and lost my knitted toque. My grandmother knit it for my grandfather over 20 years ago, he gave it to me and I absolutely cherished it. I’m totally blaming this loss on that last glass of white wine but if you happened to pick it up I would greatly appreciate reuniting it with my head. I’m posting this in the love section as I love Halifax and its people, and have faith my favorite toque will be returned. —Such a Sweet Toque
This article appears in Nov 10-16, 2011.
what is wrong with you that you failed to identify one charachteristic about your tresured hat. What color is it? What street were you on? Maybe dumb people shouldn’t own hats.