Test drive

We have tested them and proved them ready enough for the first crochet bombing. It's nothing perfect, it has its' flaws, but in order to move on we must let it loose.

Soon.

Very soon!

We are all on edge.

The long silence before the spectacular lightshow

Days drag on, production still proceeds forwards, but there is the constant tatting of crochet hooks at night before a good glass of scotch to help put me to sleep.

Production

Tests keep rolling out, and we think we have found a solution so the crocheted bombs aren't so clogged up.   Our Chief Substance Practitioner guarantees result.  If he doesn't produce though...

Crochet Mache

One of our own has developed a system for creating Crochet Mache, using cement, plaster and other ingredients.  It is still being refined, but the hopes of it giving our bombings more pleasant shapes is promising.

The Dream!

Last night whilst in my slumber, the dream came to me.  What my men had perceived as a nightmare was false, the neon crochet bombs did not stalk me, but they were a guide to me.  They steered and accompanied me through the desolate city.  They opened up to me a vision, a possible restoration of sorts, a city enlightened by small works and wonders.  And amongst this works and wonders were my crocheted bombs.  Planted with the hopes that the eyes of the people might open and see and find their own ways of selflessly making the city glorious. When I woke, I had to tell my men, explain the vision.  They rejoiced!