I'm almost at the end of Harry's new jumper.

I suppose I'll be casting on for Rosalind's baby after this.

There is going to be a baby, isn't there?

Of course there is.

Oh!

The girl's been locked in the bathroom every morning.

[Sighs] There's so much change afoot.

♪ Phyllis... I often find people speak of change as if they're speaking about rats, as if change is something hiding underneath the house, attempting to get in and gnaw at all that we hold precious.

Perhaps we would be better to compare change... to the birds.

Enlighten me.

Well... birds do what birds will.

They carry twigs in their beaks, and seeds.

So, they build nests and sow flowers, however accidentally.

Maybe you should put that in a poem.

[Doorbell ringing] Good things can come from birds.

And it's the same with change.

-[Doorbell ringing] -[Door opens] Oh, it's Mrs.

Turner.