When all else fails, felt your foot!

I decided I needed some light relief come mid afternoon today. The children had done their work, I'd been to the supermarket and vacuumed. It was then that I recalled a conversation with a friend who had seen a programme in which someone had felted their foot to make slippers. Unable to face dissecting another shelf of cluttered thoughts in my shed head, instead I turned to my box of wool roving.

I got out my feet. Please ignore the stuble on my legs.



I wrapped roving loosely around my foot....



.. and continued to do so while Miles wet felted a new playmat and Hermione toyed with the idea of felting her own foot.






Once my foot was well wrapped I placed it inside of a plastic bag.



I poured in lots of warm soapy water and pulled on one of Craig's boots (mine would not have fit with the extra bulk of wool and water).



Tied up tight and good to go!



A while spent tending chooks, a game of football with Miles and a few running races and I dared to remove the boot and bag.



The only area which isn't felted firm is the part around the top of my ankle. I don't think it had been wet enough or had enough friction.




In order to get it off without stretching it too much I have made a snip at the side.



The sole has a small area where the wool has parted and my foot would touch the floor (were I planning on making another and wearing them). Having said that, for a first attempt and just bumbling along I don't think it's too bad. It;s now drying out and I'll figure out what to do with it once it's dry.