Birthday weekend

It's my birthday tomorrow* and I'm having a very quiet weekend away at Margell to mark the occasion and recover from a crazy few months.

 Last night I finished** the tea cosy I started last time I visited. It goes well with my new second-hand rug, don't you think?

The other new item to be added to the lounge is a TV, something I never thought I'd have down here.

It's only temporary though: it's Eurovision weekend, and Australia is competing for the first time ever***. How could I miss seeing it?

(*50: part one. I've decided that 49 is a nasty number so am going straight to 50 for a two-year stretch How did that happen? 50?!)
(** Actually, Judy Foster sold it to me at the May Show, after I realised that I'd just bought the matching knitting pattern in miniature...)
(***Yes, I know Australia isn't in Europe. It's a long story...)