The Covid long coat …….,

Thankfully not the Long Covid coat. In January #2 daughter thought I needed a winter project and suggested I knit this for her birthday (which was in February!). It took a lot longer than I thought as there were many rippings-out. Getting the colours to meet at the right place so that arms and front and back were the same was a challenge. The pattern was not straightforward. Then the upper arms were too tight - she is size 8 but after teenage paper rounds and rock climbing not to mention hefting pints at her work in the student bar, her arms are more muscular than your average size 8 (UK). But in the end I’m happy with it. And more importantly, so is she. I’m actually a bit bereft as I’ve spent so long on it. The upside is I can go back to watching TV with subtitles.

Ailie and I met this morning on the moor for a 7 mile walk through the heather. After I tried to get up after having my lunch I found I’d stiffened up so much I could only hobble. Yikes.

Now we have the boys for the night. The parents are going to a wedding. Thomas has found his dead blackbird which is now nicely clean and bleached by weather so he can take it home tomorrow.