Tom and I viewed a Simon Pegg film I hadn't heard of before, "Run, Fat Boy, Run." In spite of the title, it's a lovely romance. I'm becoming quite the fan of Simon Pegg.

I have been ever so useful today, what with running errands, gardening, and housecleaning. Not that the place could be photographed for "House Beautiful," but I could have overnight guests again. That hasn't been the case for a few years. Using one's "guest room" for storage has its disadvantages.

The new sock is coming along nicely. I've turned the heel, and am now going up the leg.