Far more than a fancy of old ladies, unoccupied hands and evenings are never a problem for enthusiasts of needlepoint — and it’s a joy that has sucked in everyone from children to kings. Matthew Dennison takes a look.
‘I do it avidly, in the evening, watching television,’ the Countess of Hopetoun tells me. ‘At home, although not in the summer, watching the television,’ agrees Romilly, Lady McAlpine. They are discussing the needlepoint that, for both, is a lifelong love, a habit begun in childhood.
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