Just finished a most delicious book, and felt it only fitting to provide pictorial tribute.
You might notice that the last picture is of a cat sitting on a sweater and ask yourself, "Whatever does a cat on a sweater have to do with Guernsey, Britain?" The answer to your question is this:
absolutely nothing. I just happen to find cats that lounge on winter garments pleasing to the warming of my indelibly nerdy soul.