All continues well. I don't think there's any danger of my husband being turned out into the street before we're ready at this end. I am more concerned now about getting the “care package” started. It won't be good for him to hang around there too long.

Meanwhile nothing much is getting done here. I've had time to knit a sweater or at least write a book, but nothing seems to be happening. Our friend G came around yesterday evening after Greek Helen had been back to the hospital for evening visiting, and we had a tasty mushroom risotto (if I do say so). Helen is virtually a vegetarian. My husband, on the other hand, has long believed that he will melt away if he doesn't get animal protein to eat twice a day. We are making hay while the sun shines.

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Two lovely links to follow in yesterday's comments. China Doll offers this unusual take on the election – not knitting, admittedly. I can guarantee that it won't offend whatever your politics.

And Kate Davies has published her new shawl! as Southern Gal says. What is it about shawls this week? It's a stunner. The link is to her blog entry. Not the least of the attractions is the yarn she uses – Old Maiden Aunt's alpaca-silk-and-cashmere.

And not least of the attractions of the yarn are the wonderful names for the colours. I am a sucker for that sort of thing. “Derelict daughter”, “famous blue raincoat”, “green's last gasp”.

Helen will be gone on the early EasyJet flight tomorrow. I'll miss her. I hope to get some knitting done today. She's going to fetch Archie from school and bring him here for lunch (a crab and avocado salad of Nigella's) and then to the hospital for visiting.