Again, little to report. Archie came, late in the morning, and we got around the garden, not without difficulty (perhaps because it was later than my comfort zone). I listened to some podcasts in the afternoon, and moved the Evandoon forward nearly to the end of the penultimate stripe. If the BBC’s “Americast” is available world-wide – I think it is – you might enjoy it. They’ve been doing it for months, reporting on the election, and in the present extraordinary circumstances, they’ve kept it going.

 

Alexander, a good deal better mathematician than I am, says that there is a 75% chance of getting at least one boy from our two pregnancies.

 

I had a good Italian lesson this morning. My speech is slow and clumsy and ungrammatical, but I can say some things. My tutor had never read “maestro-Don Gesualdo” all the way through – just snippets, at school. Now we have moved on to Maltilde Serao, of whom I have never heard.