Not a good photograph but, as you can see, the knitting progresses and I’ve got the use of an iPad. The difference in shades of the basic colour has been much exaggerated in this pic.

 

Indeed, it's my dear original iPad. Helen bought me a new one,  and came here with it yesterday evening. But before we opened the package, she tried again to push various combinations of buttons on the old one, instructed by Alexander. And succeeded in getting past the “Slide to power off” screen which Daniella and I had managed (no use because the screen wasn’t responding) to the one with the Apple logo. Then all you have to do is sit there and wait. It soon came back on at full strength.

 

We haven’t taken the new one back to the shop yet, just in case. Or should I see if they would trade it in for a down payment on a new laptop? This one is pretty antique.

 

What I need to know is how to recover my Apple password, which I would have needed to set up the new machine. Alexander says my Apple ID is my email address. Perhaps. It would be a comfort to recover that password and write it down somewhere. It’s probably based on the name of some cat.

 

But meanwhile, I’ve got my dear iPad, and my knitting. I’m quite pleased with the way it’s looking, and have entirely forgiven my purl bumps on the top of the Calcutta Cup panel.

 Wordle: I was surprised to discover how much I enjoy the company of my little group., when I lacked it yesterday.  Doing Wordle alone here on this desktop yesterday evening was no fun at all. When Helen resuscitated the iPad, I couldn’t remember the day’s word (as so often) but I typed in my starter words again, and solved it again in three, and so have retained my modest winning streak.

 I did pretty well today, too.  I got four, beaten only by my daughter Rachel’s three. Theo and Roger joined me with four. Fives and sixes elsewhere.