Helen and I got about a third of the way around the garden this morning. I seem to be largely restored. I wonder if I could learn to walk with a stick again?   I think it’s better than a frame in various respects. I am afraid to practise when I am alone in the house, for fear of falls. Thank you for your continued help with the wheelchair problem. Helen has found a specialist shop on-line which sounds promising. The Games field is fairly rough – it would be a shame to spend £200 for something that turned out to be unable to navigate it.

 

Knitting: not quite as much as yesterday, but distinct progress. Mary Lou, the answer will be that some of the colours are left over from the original, others from the recent Lilias Day. The Schehellion range is not very big. For Lilias Day, I bought a kit from Kate Davies’ website. Each of the yoke colours came in a complete 50 gram skein although not nearly that much was required. Schehellion oddballs had their own carrier bag in my stash cupboard. I am surprised myself at how abundant they are proving to be. I don’t seem to have the pattern printed out (and don’t feel that I have enough lifetime left to start arguing with my printer). When it’s time for a new colour, I look at the pattern in my Ravelry library and pick one that seems about right. So far so good.

 

I’m glad to hear that “I left the front door open. I’ll be right back” has proved so useful. My own top favourite however is one I learned from Margaret Stove herself: the stitch the needle enters first is the one that will wind up on top of the decrease. I used to have to look up the routine for a centered three-stitch decrease every time I wanted one, until I learned that.

 

Wordle: three for Thomas, Ketki and Mark, four for Alexander, an inexcusable five for me. I threw away one line with a really stupid guess – I should have had four. It’s interesting how many of you agree that the winning word is almost instantly forgotten as soon as it is achieved.