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Found this on sartorias's birthday blog entry:

I am still discovering the extent to which writing a book about the French Resistance has left me shell-shocked. I can no longer look at a picture of the Eiffel Tower WITHOUT BURSTING INTO TEARS.

Also, despite my pride last night when I woke up and realized I hadn't dropped a single stitch, I cannot, in fact KNIT IN MY SLEEP. The *unpicking* the following day had me laughing out loud (some might say: IN STITCHES, haha).