My father passed away on 15th April 2020 following a short illness. Two days later my mother’s first act following his death was to throw away is old Harris tweed jacket. I asked her to retrieve it from the bin thinking I could do something with it. The jacket lay crumbled in the corner of my craft room during the subsequent long months of grief and isolation (my father died three weeks into the first UK covid-19 lockdown). By August my mood was more optimistic, the lockdown