How about that?

And here she is with her grandmother Rachel. She’s got a good head of hair, our little girl.

Rachel ended the brief email yesterday to which these pictures were attached, with the words "How did we do it?” How, indeed?

I am knitting very happily on, on Milo Bambino. I have reached the third skein, of six; and I think I’m probably pretty near the half-way point on the vest.

The beginning is very ingenious. You cast on and knit garter stitch round and round (=alternate rounds purl), increasing at four points every other round. Like a hollow shawl, perhaps, knit centre-out. At a certain point you pause, bind off some stitches, cast on others, and hey! presto those rounds have turned into shoulder straps. Even having done it, I couldn’t tell you how it’s done. Rather like the experience of knitting the Baby Surprise.

I’m now knitting round and round for the body, with a single cable band down one side.

The madtosh “Tannehill” DK has reached my sister in CT, who pronounces it an excellent colour for a gent’s sweater. I wonder if I have secured the last sweater’s-worth in the world of this discontinued shade? My happiness will be complete when I know that my check has reached my benefactress – the woman who bought the yarn and had it sent to CT; and, of course, when my sister gets here and delivers it.

You will have deduced that I still haven’t blocked the Tokyo shawl. It’s not usually a chore that I neglect. Maybe a great-granddaughter excuses my dereliction.

Non-knit

Scotland v. France today, here at Murrayfield. It’s a beautiful spring day, and for once the match will be played by daylight. Maybe this will be the one…