About teddies and kind spirits ...

Last night Eddie was working late, we had a power cut at home and I was trying very hard to complete a the arm of my mini bear. Then - disaster! My needle threader broke and in the failing light I couldn't even see the needle, let alone the eye of the needle. As a child, whenever I was doing a craft for a school project, my father used to thread my needle for me. So ... I called upon him, even though he has been gone for 19 years. The thread slid through the eye of the needle. This happened not once, but twice and I was able to complete my teddies arm. Thanks Dad.