Today is not my birthday. It's one of the weird 'little ways' that I stick to. It isn't hard to work out where I live or a lot of my background - but I hold on to the secrecy of my birthday as if it was a state secret. So I am sorry if I have got birthday wishes under false pretences.
They are gratefully received, though, as I am feeling rough and achey today. A very kind neighbour took bear to school and brought him home. My nose is covered with a bloodstained dressing and some stitches are showing - not really leisure wear for the school playground.
On the bright side, I'm whizzing up the second sleeve. I hope to reach the frill by Monday. That's when it will get interesting!