The storm on a tea cup on how one of Gullivers mates did sewing bought back memories of my darling father who went to sea on sailing ships. He sewed canvas by hand AND was a dab hand at smocking, I have a photo of me as a baby wearing one of the dresses he made, beautifully smocked . There were so many things, crafts they would call them now days, that they took up to keep themselves from going mad on those long ardious trips. I still have his palm and needle set that I treasure