In our first year of retirement we were adopted by Perry the Plume Moth, and in the second year we hatched out Vic the Vapourer Moth.
Will I have another moth baby this year?
Can I face it all again? The terrible twos (24 hours of temper tantrums), the adolescent sulks, the trauma of empty nest syndrome as they fly the coop - or out of the window?
Who knows? But I had better get a layette ready just in case. So I will knit a couple of phrases that should come in very handy.
Firstly, "You treat this house just like a hotel." in a nice fairisle pattern; and secondly, "You are not going out dressed like THAT young lady!" in a soft pink wool. That should cover most eventualities.
Another wonderful evening of Bible teaching at the Hall last night - sitting next to Maggie once again. It was such a wet night with foggy car windows and the air full of water vapour even when the rain stopped, but today we have had sunshine.