A nice day, and a fairly successful one, except that my hip hurts and Helen and I didn’t succeed in walking around the garden. I feel really quite well except for the hip. Something must be done.

 

I’ve done two more increases on the first Lilias Day sleeve, and have brought a fifth dp into play (which doesn’t excuse me from looking for a short circular to finish the sleeve off). However, I’ve got an excuse. The morning was devoted to making a salad I read about in Good Food. It was perfectly adequate when finished (and there’s more for tomorrow) but not really very exciting. It’s got lots of ingredients. The locating of them, the cutting where necessary, the steaming of some, was all very slow and clumsy when one is negotiating the kitchen with a zimmer frame. Then in the afternoon, after a brief nap, I did the washing-up. I can’t remember when I last did that. It’s normally Daniella’s job. Helen has been nipping in to do the absolute minimum to keep me afloat until Daniela’s substitute takes over on Friday. She was pleasantly surprised to be spared that one.

 

Alexander is coming tomorrow. I haven’t seen him for a while.