Here it is folks...
I'm unreasonably proud of it, given how poor the workmanship is.
But I'm also assured that given the amount of superglue and cotton I used, there is no chance Miss Q could pull anything off and cause a transatlantic medical emergency by choking on a plastic eyeball.
I've actually used the backside of an eye-spy quilt that one of Gregory's fabulous aunts made for Miss Q.
See, I'm not just a brilliant seamstress.
I'm also a tight-arse, double-using piggy-backer.
I hope the aunt in question sees the fact that I've redecorated her piece as an honour and not as the poorly executed sabotage of quilting mastery that it more likely is.