I have spent my precious morning time elsewhere today – not much of it is now left.

The weather has turned ghastly, after a lovely Indian summer.

My attached i-cord is about to go around the second corner. More breakages. I have begun to wonder if the damage was caused not by Drummond Place m*ths but by Lerwick ones. Black is one of the colours for which two balls were supplied. I don't remember when I joined this one in, but it seems at least possible that it was faulty to begin with. On the other hand, I've had the kit for a year now. Maybe the m*ths just fancied this particular ball.

Hellie and her dressmaker-friend have asked for a scan of the Unst Bridal Shawl pattern-picture, and for a sample of the lace. They can have the whole original edging – you'll remember that I knit it first, thinking to do the shawl edging-inwards, and then, for reasons now forgotten, decided to go for centre-outwards as the pattern is written. And when I got to the edging, decided to knit one on after all because it's fun.

That's all there's time for. I'll try to do better tomorrow.