Regular readers might remember that I have contributed squares to a couple of blankets which are made as a group project by a bunch of women who for the most part have never met, for people they have never met. The people who these blankets are destined for have been bereaved in some way, and the blankets are a way of sending a little bit of comfort.


While often derided as just ‘words on a screen’ Mumsnet, and other forums, are places where relationships are formed. I’ve never met most of these women, yet many of them have been there for me in my darkest hours. But my darkest hours have been nowhere near as dark as those who have lost husbands or children.


These blankets are usually hand delivered to these families, bristling with energy; a collective unconscious. I’m sorry to say I didn’t contribute to the blanket pictured above. But there have been others that I have contributed to, and there will be more. I just wanted to post the picture of this piece of work. It’s amazing that scores of disparate people can make so many different squares that come together to look so beautiful. And some of the people who have made these squares are complete novices, trying out a new skill to lend support to a stranger. And let’s not forget the donors provide money or yarn to the cause. You can read more about this blanket here. In the meantime I’m just going to marvel at the blanket, I just need to get this thing out of my eye…

7 thoughts on “A finished Mumsnet blanket

  1. As a recipient of one of these blankets I agree with everything you have said above. So many pour scorn on Mumsnet (nest of vipers seems to come up a lot) when they just tap in to it without looking at the depths.

    As well as the beautiful blanket, which brings so much comfort to my children and me, I received so much support, love and advice during the hardest time of my life on Mumsnet. The posters all gave me so much during that time and my blanket seems to be an emblem of that: many different colours and styles and talents; each and every square (and post) giving me strength and courage and a feeling of warmth.

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