The match ended sadly. You can find the details easily: I will not rehearse them. For some of the time, I was able to knit the ribbing of the Leapman hat. It's a slightly fancy ribbing, but only slightly – do-able, even in stressful circumstances.

Now I've got to press on with the hat so that I don't find the sad afternoon forever tangled up in it. This was what I was knitting when.... As sometimes happens.

I got a bit more of the Dunfallandy triangle done before the match started, but it's not finished. (Thomas and Lucy and the unborn great-grandchild were there at Twickenham, Thomas wearing his kilt.)

Skeindalous, I think you can safely pencil in “?p6” in the middle of that final triangle row in your Dunfallandy pattern, where it says “p4”. That's the point in both the first and the second triangles where I realised that something was wrong – the instructions may not say “sm”, but my centre marker was still in place and “purl 4” means that the triple decreases, one on either side, are not balanced.

Also, it occurred to me as I was driving along to the hospital yesterday, if adding two stitches to that row makes it come out right, stitch-wise, that means that two stitches are missing somewhere.

Now I must get cracking on this and that, because, needless to say, I didn't get as much done yesterday as I should have. I don't know when the ambulance will appear with my husband, but I must try to be ready. I will also try to be here tomorrow morning, and henceforth, but it may not be possible. You mustn't worry.