Tired of a life of corsets, croquet and gaudy high society, Lady Loop fled the confines of the English gentry by thumbing her way down the M1 with a lorry driver named Jonny.

Once in London town she got hooked on yarn in the capital’s underground knitting bars and now spends her days hitchhiking back up to the English countryside and siphoning wool from the rare-breed sheep of private estates.

By day she spins it into beautiful yarns, by night she knits it up and roams the streets looking for places to show off her ill-gotten knitted wares.