A Right Royal Stitch Up: Behind the Hubbub of Hearts

Royal Wedding bells are clanging so loud across the UK that most of us can barely hear ourselves knit.

Love the Royal madness or loathe it there is no escape, and back in February we gave our own woolly Royal wave to the big event and wrote London a handmade love letter, with our Hubbub of Hearts.

There was a some squishy engagement bling, two cheeky Greek gods, and even a woolly Wills and Kate with a fabric flurry of Web Hearts celebrating the worrying world of web-based weddingmania.

Our crowning glory was a handmade heartstring that waved in the wind 7-metres above love-sick London.

Want to see how we gave the city our hearts? Watch and wonder no more.

To set the mood and make sure love was on its way it, Deadly Knitshade called on the wildly cheeky Greek Gods of sweet, sweet loving.

It wasn’t long before love appeared…

Next up the fibre-flinging Fastener got down on one knee and popped the question with a bit of squishy bling.

How could anyone resist?

Lovely loveness was now filling the dim back room of a secret London pub. A Royal inspection was due to make sure everything was up to snuff. Enter woolly Wills and Kate handstitched by stealthy Shorn-a the Dead.

And who could forget the harrying hounds of love that follow the crafty couple wherever they roam? Lady Loop‘s woolly Web Hearts tagged along behind. “The web is a weird place” immortalised in wool.

Here they all are. We have linked each heart to the websites they were crafted to commemorate. Loony Royal love stuff abounds.

All present and correct. Now to add a bit of weight so they don’t get nicked by pigeons. Curse those pesky knit-stealing pigeons!

A tag or two and the creation of the fluttering Handmade Heartstring.

All was prepared. You know it’s time to leave a pub when a mysterious face appears in your cider and tells you so.

And so to the yarnstorm.

If you missed it you can see the whole Hubbub of Hearts here.

But how on earth did we get the heartstring to sit on the end of Anteros’ bow?

Hmm?

That’s 7 metres. Over 22 feet in the air. Nearly 276 inches.

Clearly one of us must have the eerie power of flight.

Or really long legs.

Or some kind of Darth Vader-like control of that mysterious element they call The Force.

Ladies and gents, meet 6-metre Stringer and our test subject, Mr Cox Pippin.

Stringer and Mr Pippin spent a good hour with Deadly Knitshade in an undisclosed location perfecting the ‘hook and hang’ move. For the record Mr Pippin ended up so high in the tree that photo evidence was impossible.

Now to try the same technique in one of London’s busiest tourist areas with five times the weight and a pushy crosswind. Piece of cake, no?

The unexpected cheering that broke out from passing Londoners and camera-snapping tourists who had stopped to watch was fantabulous.

So there you have it. The story of How the Hubbub of Hearts was made.

And they all lived happily ever after.