… than not being able to swallow, and that’s not being able to swallow when you have a streaming head-cold. Hence it was long after 02:30 when I dropped off to sleep and I awoke at about 04:00. Yes, a bad night indeed.

Lying there listening to the rain didn’t improve my humour much either. A bad day was threatening.

And a bad day it was too. 90 minutes to eat breakfast, 90 minuts to eat lunch and 90 minutes to eat my tea. I have been most uncomfortable today without a doubt and I wish that I were dead.

However, look on the bright side, Eric. Every last piece of rubble and dust is not out of the downstairs room and I’ve filled two black bin bags full of yet more rubbish. Most of the product that I need to work on the place is now down there and I’m reorganising the room yet again, putting the table that I’ll be using as a workbench under the window where it will be light.

I’ve had another bit of good luck too. You’ve no idea how much I’ve found that I thought was irretreivable (running a powerful magnet through the dust and rubble works wonders) but I’ve also found my sunglasses!

Bought in South Carolina in 2005 because the ones that I took with me to the USA were no good at all in that weather, I wore them almost constantly. They were superb, best that I’ve ever owned. So when I lost them in 2008 I was distraught. But here they are, sitting on an old newspaper that had slid into a box of rubble that I had brought down from my old apartment in Brussels.

It just goes to show …

Anyway, tomorrow (if I don’t have any interruptions) downstairs will be finished and I will be able to move the workshop down and out of the bedroom to give me yet more space.

And it’s below freezing tonight outside – first time for weeks.

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