Ah mastitis. It’s been grand – just what you want when you’ve got a new Bub and no idea of what you’re doing anyway.

Still, after a brief rest, I am back amongst the mostly-living. And whilst Dad, my brother and my Mum all seemed pleased with their various knitted creations, I find myself in a race against time with my father-in-laws sweater. Had it been a tank-top, I might be able to do it, but to finish the v-neck and two sleeves by Sunday is something of  an impossible task. Or at least it is when coupled with a need to sleep and eat.

But enough – I will depart and try to finish anyways. Wish me luck!