She, 10 days ago today, 8 lb 5 oz and exceptionally lengthy then, already growing out of my favourite babygros (same day as the Rooney infant, actually. I am not yet going to Beyonce concerts in high heels, I am thinking it a big adventure to go and buy the papers, and being very very grateful it's November so I can wear a hat all the time and no-one has to see my hair). Fortunately I can type one-handed, albeit slowly.

And the only time I ever knitted with that fuzzy stuff, I was making gnome beards, which sounds filthy even before they turned out to be bikini-sized triangles, which had to be modelled by everyone in the house.