Black Death

Here it is, the finished Black Death, knitted when I (as I realise now) wasn't actually very well at all. It was just the job to give me focus for a week, that Benelia is a clever lady to bring me wool and new needles. There were better photos but I like the way Will has this draped over his face and you can see his snub nose.

Stayed in bed to finish my book, pancakes, Homework Club, Kardimomma came round, read the paper, got bored to be quite frank, wished anyone else in this house had Strictly or X factor enthusiasm - I like neither enough to watch them on my own, thought vaguely about all the things I am going to do when I can walk. And that's it. Rocking, eh?