I guess I'd say that my husband is no better and no worse. Mary G, I will certainly try getting him to suck on a lemon. The nice dr rang up yesterday – he is referring us to a hospital to determine whether the difficulty is caused by a stone – presumably analogous to a kidney stone or gall stone. I think the antibiotic is a fairly hefty one, and will of itself make him feel somewhat subdued.

Meanwhile his publisher is (at last) zooming in on the Magnum Opus. The cloud certainly simplifies things, but it's all rather stressful as well, especially as my husband isn't well enough at the moment to speak to the publisher himself, and I'm bound to get it wrong.

And I must get back to the tax today, after all this excitement.

Knitting

Tamar, you know everything.

May, 2008 must be very close to the post of Franklin's which I am remembering – a little tangled heap of yarn with a caption something like, It'll be fine when it's blocked. (He's knitting Miller's “Wedding Ring Shawl” in May, 2008 – I don't think he ever finished it.) In the post you mention, he says he is abandoning the red yarn he started with and has ordered something finer from Sharon Miller. But then it arrives (July 2008) and he gets on fine with it.

Maybe I want the moment when he was swatching for the shawl he knit his niece. He did finish that one, and I contributed one of the Latin words around the perimeter.

Meanwhile, as Sue says, we have had the first Panopticon of 2014 and it's very funny.

I got a bit more edging done yesterday, the happier for having abandoned my seven-scallops-a-day target. I should earn myself another percentage point today. I like the scarf Franklin has done for the Dreaming of Shetland e-book. I approve of the cause (research into Shetland sheep) and will probably buy the book, but I wish it were on paper. I don't like e-books when it comes to knitting.

For his scarf, Franklin has abandoned the tedious centre of the scarf and simply mirrored the edging.

My edging is small enough and light enough and portable enough that I'll be able to take it along to hospital appts, of which we have a good sprinkling this month.  

My sister rightly grumbles that we have been short of pictures lately. I'll try to do better, but don't feel strong enough this morning,