Over the years, I've suffered, if thats the term from finding the odd piece of belly button fluff. Not odd as in bizarre, but odd meaning infrequent.
Now I had thought of saving it up in a jar until I had enough to knit a scarf with but sadly while fumbling around in my navel yesterday there was no fluff.
I sat there and couldnt actually think when the last time I added to by collection of fluff.
So, is this concrete proof that the worlds ending due to global warming and my bodies natural reaction is to stop collecting fluff for a scarf?
Or is there a more rational explanation?
Ian