Well, they say that March comes in like a lion; well, it’s not roaring but it is very cold here. The sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade, Dickens wasn’t wrong there. But it’s ok, it’s the perfect weather for knitting and nattering, and I have lots to talk about and to show you, so join me for a wonderful 8 and a half minutes of woolliness.