
This is what a want to see in my garden: butterflies feasting on the nectar of a buddleia bush. I think its been a bad summer for butterflies, its been too wet and cold and I've hardly seen any.
I've seen a red admiral in the garden once or twice this last week but not been able to take a photo, until today. the sun was out and so were the butterflies: this red admiral, a peacock on the buddleia in the front garden, and a cabbage white flitting about unable to decide where to land.
Oddly enough I see plenty of moths at night time, but its been a very bad year for butterflies.
I'm sure if slugs looked prettier and didn't destroy everything in their path then they would be welcome visitors too, but they don't, they do and they aren't.
I found four in the beer baited slug traps this morning, so I bought some more cheap beer ( Tesco's Value Bitter @ 41p per can, at least half the price of branded labels!) so hopefully some more will meet their drunken end tonight.
I'm enjoying knitting Lorelei now that I've

got the hang of ssk . I think I have about 4 cm to do before the heel. I can see how knitters get absorbed with lace patterns, as its interesting seeing the pattern develop after a few rows of ssk, s1, k1, psso.
After I finished listening to The Spanish Game I started on
" A Thousand Splendid Suns" by Khaled Hosseini , which is a heartrending tale of life in Kabul under the communists, the jihad and the Taleban. At times my needles have stopped with shock as the violence explodes. The domestic violence is just as appalling. Its a tremendous story and gives a lot of insight into ordinary Afghanis lives. I enjoyed his first novel
" The Kite Runner" too.
The footy is going well, Sunderland beat Notts Forest ( just) and Newcastle beat Coventry ( again, just) to go through to the next stage of the League Cup. I hadn't realised Roy Keane had played for Forest as a young'un, so it was quite special for him to be going there for a cup-tie. I had forgotten that Cloughie had been a Sunderland player once, scoring 54 goals for the Black Cats.
A lot of the Forest fans were wearing
green sweaters in tribute to their former manager Brian Clough ( Ole Big 'Ead, as he called himself). He was quite a character, passionate about football, incredibly knowledgeable about the game , massively successful as a manager and a thorn in the side of the establishment. He was beaten by stomach cancer in 2004.
He was a marmite kind of person, you either loved or hated him, there was no middle way. I thought he was tremendous, and the people of Nottingham & Derby do too, after all he won the European Cup twice with Forest (79 and 80) which is an amazing achievement for an unfashionable provincial club.