Mr L woke me this morning by stuffing a steaming hot mug of tea into my hand. His first words were “Happy Birthday – BT have sent you a birthday present!”
I put the rubbish out, had my shower, hung the towels out to air, then came to check it out. The speed checkers say we have 6+ Mbits/sec but we are currently downloading a fillum at 8Mbits.
Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
It’s going to make browsing those yarn shop stocks so much easier 
Postie should be here soon. Hope he has my new yarn with him. It’s the closest thing that I shall get to a birthday present and I intend to enjoy it.
Pomatomus proved taxing last night. I think I was too tired. Tinking was slow work and I ended up only 3 rows ahead of where I began. I am not sure that I like the Brittany needles. Too blunt. I prefer my Clovers. Perhaps I should complete Mr L’s socks and free up the preferred needles for further use…
It’s another stunning day today. I think the birthday girl should award herself a day off and go spin in the garden again. I’ll work on that tan. It’s the first year for many that I have shown any signs of brown-ness and it’s only mid-May yet! We have had just 2.2 mm of rain this month. The farmers will be wanting some wet on their barley, I think. To be honest, I’d like the refreshment of a good downpour too. I’m starting to feel a bit crisp about the edges.
The weeds are dying off nicely. We are plant murderers… on the other hand, the supermarket herbs that I planted out seem to have had a 50% success rate – better than expected.
Nell has almost totally destroyed her new football. I hope that postie brings her other one along with my yarn.
Happy Birthday!!!