It’s 1:00pm on Monday afternoon and instead of working I’m knitting. Because the closing ceremony of the Vancouver Olympics is only hours away and the border of my putative bathmat needs to be twice as wide before the flame is out.

Trying not to brood on the hours I lost last night having to rip back several rows when I got mesmerised and merrily kept K1-ing when I should have been P1-ing.  Back soon. I hope.