My new baby niece is still biding her time in her mother’s belly. Turns out, not all baby girls in my family arrive early…

I’m hoping to finish off Joey, which I cast-on in Georgie Hallam’s class at the weekend, over the next night or two. I’ll have my fingers-crossed I can get the underarm of the second sleeve just as perfect as the first using Georgie’s nifty techniques. She was a great teacher, so organised and generous and I happen to love her designs for kids and babies.

My Opal socks have had a few rows added to the leg of the second sock. As a mindless knit, it was the perfect project to take away on a weekend of chatting, where my lace projects barely made an appearance.

I managed to get enough seams together (with help from a few safety pins) to get the crochet blanket off the floor. It’s going to be manageable now to be able to sew the remaining seams from the comfort of my lounge chair.

I finished listening to Haruki Murakami’s What I talk about, when I talk about running, I really enjoyed it, it makes me want to run! I’ve also begun listening to To kill a Mocking Bird, I’ve never had the pleasure of reading it, so I’m looking forward to finding out what the fuss is all about.