It took me a while to work out what was missing, but this morning it hit me. I need gratuitous cat pictures!
We don't have a cat. This one belongs to a house in the next street, but he has always treated our garden as his won, despite our best efforts to dissuade him. He was sitting with his back to the house, but he turned round when I opened the window to glare at me.
I also need knitting pictures, so here is 'Tilted Blocks', from Knitting New Scarves, in Noro Silk Garden. Only one knot so far, which wouldn't ordinarily bother me much, given the ease with which it spit-splices, but I was on a train to Cambridge when I found it, and I am fairly sure that spit-splicing is one of those things no lady does in public. Fortunately I am no lady, so I coped, discreetly. People do many worse things on trains.
Cambridge was crisp and beautiful and very crowded, and I found the boots I was looking for half price. I also emerged from Heffers with my reading pile unincreased, despite their tempting Three for Two offers (Heffers' Three for Two offers are responsible for far too much of my reading pile as it is). I seem to be starting a list for an Easter book-buying spree, though, so I obviously haven't yet succeeding in changing my underlying acquisitiveness.