It’s a bit parky out there.
I’m sitting here, with Beth’s prize-winning Bridgewater shawl around my shoulders and my sock-yarn fingerless mitts on (also knitted by Beth) contemplating making the lunch. Cheese on toast.
We’re supposed to be out in the garage doing some measuring towards putting up a partition, but apart from seeing to the animals and taking Tan out, we’ve not ventured outside.
That creates knitting time, surely!