Liverpool won the league.

This news will be of interest to few, and those few already know it. I don’t know why it is a matter of such passion in Rachel’s family, down to the third generation. No one that I know of has ever actually lived there except Alexander, and he's not interested. Matt Kiernan told me once, when we were holidaying on the shores of Loch Fyne, that he would perhaps propose marriage to Rachel’s daughter Hellie, if Liverpool won the league.

That must have been six years ago, at least. Liverpool didn’t. Matt and Hellie gave up and got married anyway and are now the parents of two of my great-granddaughters. They rang up this evening so that we could rejoice together.

And while we’re on the subject of the new generation, C. and her daughter C. and their grandson/son Hamish came to call this morning. He’s seven weeks old today. Time seems to have stood still lately in many respects, but wee Hamish is piling on the weeks fast:

Knitting

I’ve done much more knitting than usual, so as not to be left too dreadfully behind with the MKAL. Marilyn, did you really finish the first clue yesterday? I think I might manage Tuesday, if I keep plugging away at it. That would leave Wednesday to advance the EPS sleeve, before the next clue rains down on us.

KayT, you’re right that the instructions are wonderful – line by line, with a stitch-count provided, and shading to remind us which colour to use. I’ve never done anything like this, and am enjoying it enormously. I’m afraid to look at the Ravelry group, for fear of spoilers. I wish you and Marilyn could post photos here. Here’s where I am so far:

Reading

I’m making good progress with “Il Cavaliere e la Morte”. Not much time for reading, though, if I am to keep knitting at this feverish pace.