Tuesday, March 16, 2021


I got a few things done today; not much, but a few.


I did the sewn bind-off on the back of the Polliwog. I then unpinned Gudrun’s shawl from the spare-room bed, where it has been all this time, because I needed the pins. And found a set of dp’s of the right size, for picking up the sleeve stitches.


I ordered some garden things for this year’s front step – some trailing fuchsia plants; some nasturtium seeds; and several different packets of quick-growing salad leaves.


Archie came, and we got once around the garden. 2155 steps.




I’m reading a recently-discovered Italian thriller. Recently-discovered by me, that is. The latest in the series, in translation, was reviewed in this week’s Sunday Times. I’ve forgotten the name of the book – I went back to the first in the series – but the author is named Buonfiglio, which is lovely: Good Son. It sounds nice, too. The language of the book is unbelievably simple, almost as if it had been written as a textbook.


I get a New Yorker spin-off every morning, sometimes things which will be in the next issue, more often not. Today there is a little piece making fun of the Buckingham Palace statement about the Meghan and Harry show (which I thought was masterful) and laughing at the Queen. That’s what I was afraid of. Meghan will be pleased.


I’m glad they let the poor old Duke out of hospital. My mother had a great devotion to the Royal family – I suppose she was about of an age (slightly younger) to identify with George VI and Queen Elizabeth. I grew up half-feeling that we had some sort of connection with them, while knowing perfectly well that we didn’t.


  1. We've had more snow. My seed packets are sitting forlornly waiting.

  2. I too have seeds waiting for the Minnesota garden! Looks like I won’t be planting peas on St. Patrick’s Day (which I recently learned is their traditional day). About the mystery series — I often follow up on book recommendations from you, but I looked in vain for a “Buonfiglio” in the public library or on the (U.S.) Amazon. Did you mean someone called Kyril Buonfiglioli, whose books are described as a cross between Ian Fleming and P.G. Wodehouse? Sounds unlikely, but I requested the first in his 1970s series from the library, just in case. Keep reading and walking!