I quite often go the thehistoryblog.com. Today I read about a display of quilts made by soldiers recovering from the effects of World War 1. Quilting, we learn, was encouraged as physical therapy because soldiers needed to concentrate, had to coordinate hand and eyes, and it could be done easily by those in bed or wheelchairs. It also created useful blankets, and was cheap to administer. And yet, behind all this, I feel, lurks something else - that shattered lives and bodies needed a way to piece themselves back together, one fragment at a time. At a psychic level this was repair work for the soul.