I don’t think I can describe the joy I have when dressing my baby boy in a cardigan knitted by my Mum. She spent every spare moment of the last two weeks knitting this gorgeous piece – navy with 4 little buttons that look a lot like pork pies (according to Dad…who loves pork pies). Handmade always translates to “made with love” and I actually believe that this cardi will keep Che extra warm. She was so meticulous with her work that she is now suffering from a bad shoulder. Who would have thought knitting could result in an injury? Tonight we are going to Mum & Dad’s for dinner – a hearty winters meal of lamb casserole and mash. Just like handmade equals love, home-cooking warms the belly and the heart.

I have called the above photo “French schoolboy discovers maracas”