The battle lines have been drawn; not in the sand, but definitely in the mohair and cashmere. And I, a woman who can barely manage a single push up, have been transformed into a warrior. My sworn enemy? The cunning little Tineola bisselliella (or clothing moth as he’s more commonly known). My field of combat, the neatly folded knitwear in my closet.
"Now THIS is a COVER!"
