Thanks, everybody. I didn’t get much done today, but I did book my return journey to London, the day before and the day after the Men’s Semi-Final. I Google’d Wimbledon to make sure I had the right day – you can still, apparently, buy a debenture ticket for £3795 (pp), although you should check for availability.

It hadn’t occurred to me before that Rachel could have made a packet with her raffle win, instead of paying for the tickets -- a substantial amount, but surely less than 5% of the sum just named -- and then inviting her old mother.

Is Federer playing in Paris? I haven’t been paying much attention, but I hear the news through the night and his name hasn’t been mentioned. Perhaps that means that he’s winning every match, how boring can it be? Or, perhaps, that he’s saving himself for Wimbledon.

Knitting

Not much, but a definite stride forward with your suggestion yesterday, Randi and Fiona, that I could centre the patterns on Alexander’s Calcutta Cup vest by shifting things over a bit, since I am knitting in the round with no decisive action so far.

That still leaves a problem area, doesn’t it? Thinking about it in bed, I decided that the thing to do was to finish the round as presently constituted, at a point where I was going to change yarns anyway; break the yarns; slide the next few stitches forward, to the point where I want the round to start; attach the new yarns, and off I go.

That means that those slipped stitches will have one row of pattern missing. I’ve done all the things mentioned, but haven’t yet got around to that point in the first new round. We shall see.

I’m not entirely happy with the colours in the current Fair Isle band, although I’ll let it stand. I think I’ll ask Alexander to bring his wife’s Calcutta Cup scarf (see above) if he’s coming next week, so that I can copy the colours as I’ve done them there. Indeed, we could take it to Murrayfield and photograph it with the Cup.