DISH? FACE? You CHOOSE

Tired of streaky bench tops? Frustrated with dishcloths that unravel before your very eyes? Looking for a better option? Then look no further folks, my wife Val has the answer! 
Val is an active relaxer and enjoys projects both inside and outside our Raglan home. Her current inside project is crocheting 100% cotton dishcloths. But there’s more. Each cloth takes about 2 hours to make. Each one is unique and measures approximately 24cm by 24cm. Colours I hear you ask? Dark mustard and different shades of green and dark blue. (Pink is available on request). They come in packages of 3 and are tied up with jute string. She gives them away (over 100 and counting) to family and friends. Recipients love them. “So good to use” “Better than bought ones” “Do you have any more please?” A couple of people have chosen to use them as facecloths. ‘Your skin will love you for it’ They are dishcloths made with and given in love. Guaranteed to bless.

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  1. nicoleApril 29, 2025 at 4:49 AM

    Val's dedication to crocheting 100% cotton cloths, each taking about two hours to make, showcases not only her skill but also her generosity, as she gives them away to family and friends. The versatility of these cloths—used by some as dishcloths and by others as facecloths—highlights their practicality and the personal touch imbued in each piece. The positive feedback from recipients, who find them superior to store-bought alternatives, underscores the value of handmade gifts. Overall, the post celebrates the joy of creating and sharing, reminding readers of the warmth and connection that handmade items can bring.
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