And virtually nothing, again today. I got a bit further on with the knitting. Helen came, and bore off — among other things — Lennie’s shawl which she will post to him. I put in an order to Waitrose. Wafa disapproved of the prices but so far, fighting it out gram by gram, Waitrose comes out pretty well. Wafa will never save me enough money to pay for her presence, but her economical ways will achieve a lot.

 Perdita is much calmer, and spends a lot of time on my lap. I haven’t succeeded in coaxing her into bed. She sleeps in the kitchen, halfway between us.  

 The radio has been talking about “Don’t Look Now”, a grand old film. I’ve seen lots of movies in my long life, but find that I remember that one — including individual shots, such as the headmaster’s door — with unusual vividness. Perhaps we could contrive to see it again. Better, somehow, than sitting about in complete idleness.

  Wordle: my starter words, so often useless, pretty well did the job for me today. I scored a quick and easy three. Roger joined me there. Thomas and Ketki had four. Rachel, Alexander, and Theo needed five. Mark was today’s dunce. He got stuck on grn, grn, grn, ???, ??? and only just scraped home with a six. He added a note to say that four of his six words were political.