Just a quick one, before I slink back to bed. As proud as I am that son no.2 has the gumption to get himself out of bed at 5.30 a.m. on both days at the weekend to help out at the local paper shop, I wish his alarm clock wouldn’t wake me up.

Socks, I said I was knitting socks and I haven’t stopped. I was hoping for a pair a week and looking back at the blog I am doing better than that, but only just. I have two big pairs to knit next so that should slow me down a little.

I can’t find tags and name wools at this time in the morning, and to be honest, Pip, the dog that likes to walk around with things and then drop them, has probably removed them along time ago. I found one of these socks on my bed, not chewed or anything, just carefully placed there.