I'm going to try to have it all, today:

Take Archie to the airport, collect the spare computer, back in time to go for a walk with my husband (what about lunch?), and then -- the killer -- instead of a delicious little nap, tea with an elderly neighbour -- even more elderly than I am. She lives three stories up, directly above us. The climb is arduous.

So I mustn't linger here.

I went on with the Bridal Shawl edging last night. My mind has got itself back into gear with the pattern, but fingers continue to have trouble. Rows kept turning out to have the wrong number of stitches. I think one more evening would be prudent before I revert to tidying Rams & Yowes.