Myrtle's next letter is now due but, as a result of a combination of unfortunate technological events, the fast approaching growing season and a knitting project of epic proportions, it's not finished. I've tried reasoning with her but she simply won't be having any of it. All in her own time, she says but assures me it will be done in the next few weeks. It better be a good one, that's all I can say!
Regards,
Meg
