1. I go the laundrette to wash/dry some bedding. It’s changed hands recently and the fantastically styled (yet presumably inefficient) dryers have been replaced with super modern ones. The new managers come in to collect the morning’s takings and refill the powder/softener and I am allowed a peek behind the scenes. One of them tells me that it would cost £1000 to replace the dispenser so its retro design (and decades of dents) are allowed to stay.

1b. We discuss our desire for proper snow.

2. I teach John to make something I usually cook. I feel a little like Ratatouille (though slightly less hairy).

3. I finally finish my stripey blanket – I hooked the vast majority of it at the end of the summer but as usual, have dithered on the last 5%. I tie off the last row of short stitches — and immediately pick up another ball of yarn to start work on my next project.