All well. We’ ve had a picture of Fergus, looking surprisingly well, clutching an empty bowl of what must have been chicken soup. He’s due for release from hospital tomorrow if all continues well.

   I have knit resolutely on, hugely disappointed. I thought that after the first patterned row (of KD’s MKAL shawl) I would be able to see where I was by what had gone before. That’s how you knit lace, just as it’s how you knit Fair Isle.

   But I can’t see it. My poor old eyes? The fact that I’m knitting in garter stitch? In dark yarn? I’ve struggled through the next pattern row, Audiobook off, trying to concentrate on every stitch. It went well, but I doubt if I can keep it up. The pattern is very simple. The stitch count is gradually decreasing. 

   Alternate rounds are purl-all-the-way, normally a great burden, currently a delight to be treasured and not hurried too fast around.

   C. came to see me briefly this morning. Tomorrow I’m expecting both Archie and Alexander.

   Wordle: my starters did it all for me this morning: three. Everybody else did pretty well, too. Two for Ketki, blast her. A fellow-three for Alexander. Fours for Rachel, Mark and Thomas.Three for Theo, four for Roger. I think he and my sister should be safely back in DC by now. I’ll check up tomorrow.