When my children were little, I bought a bunch of remnants of corduroy. The pieces were big enough to make a pair of pants for small boys. Life got in the way, boys grew and the corduroy didn't get used. So I passed them on to friend whose children were younger than mine. She made the most beautiful quilt out of those pieces. She made a King's Crown that was outstanding. I believe she tied rather than quilted it and they used it on their bed for more than 30 years. It was heavy and warm and especially welcome when they lived in Chicagoland.