Very little knitting, today, but even so the stripey hat should be finished tomorrow, and perhaps even finished-finished by Tuesday. Then what? Immediately, more scallops on the edging of Mrs Hunter’s shawl. Dare I start my husband’s much-needed sweater (madtosh DK “Tannehill”)? Or does that pose too much of a threat to the half-brioche sweater for myself, ¾’s finished?
We watched "High Noon" on our television set after lunch. Goodness gracious me! that's a good film. Have I seen it since I left Oberlin? My husband's carers came in soon afterwards. I was so full of the experience that I asked them about it. Both are lively-minded and intelligent young women. Neither had heard of "High Noon" nor of Grace Kelly nor of GARY COOPER. One sort of forgets how young it is possible to be.
I am going to cut “Hygge Schmygge” out of the FT and file it, I think, in Vibeke Lind, as the closest I can get to Danish knitting. The article isn’t entirely irrelevant – the author says that “expensive, handcrafted Nordic socks” are essential to hygge and the illustration includes two pairs of such, which one could copy if one were unusually determined.