No further news from Mount Pelion.
And there is little to report on the knitting front. Both projects –Unst Bridal Shawl edging, Archie's sweater – are moving steadily but slowly forward. Archie's sweater has now progressed 13” below the armpits (it's top-down, remember). I think I'm aiming for 16”.
Vibeke Lind was no help on the Calcutta Cup Scarf front. The only real question is whether, after starting with a Norwegian-patterned tube which incorporates the Cup and the date, I can switch to a single layer – a two-sided stitch pattern such as a rib – to get me more rapidly to the other end. Or must I go on with an endless tube? I'll look in some of my scarf books.
It will be fun to have two colours and to reverse them, pattern and background, on the two scarves.
First, however, win your rugby match.
Beth, thank you for the link to the NY Times article about Ros Chast's book, mentioned here recently. I was very glad to learn that they list it as one of the ten best books of last year. The two cartoons they pick to illustrate the article – Boredom and Anxiety as she tackles her parents' paper-work – are absolutely me, facing up to the income tax.
I had another good day on that front yesterday. I'll be back with the cider in no time, at this rate.
Ros Chast had an elder sister who was born at seven months and lived only a day. The early birth was possibly because Mrs Chast climbed on a stool to change a light bulb, but probably because of placenta praevia. The dead baby was a shadow over Ros' childhood.
The NY Times reviewer, however, startles me when she says, “There's a certain place in hell-on-earth for children who follow a deceased sibling”. That seems awfully strong. Maybe the reviewer is acquainted with some special cases. Archie is such a child. His brother Oliver, a year older, lived 6 ½ weeks, all of them spent in hospital. I have never detected in their parents anything other than unrelieved joy at having a healthy child.