The Olympics have begun, and even someone like me who's not that bothered about sports ends up watching all kinds of weird & wonderful contests. I become an armchair expert, criticising a dive or a jump, a kick or a badly timed manoeuvre. Of course, being an armchair expert means I can keep one beady eye on the telly and the other on some hand-stitching. I'm making progress with my Creation themed wall-hanging, though I'm still not 100% convinced it's going to all come together and look good. My landscape's got too much of a post-apocalyptic look about it right now. Doesn't so much say 'isn't the world a wonderful place?' as 'the end of the world is nigh, repent! repent!'. Oh well, I'll soldier on, it may get better. I finished reading this, which was pretty good overall. The story moved along at a rapid pace, the details of life in 1938 Germany were chilling and appeared well researched. If I had reservations it's tha