… is looking much more like a shower room now.
All of the horizontal battens on the stud wall have been cut and shaped, drilled for the passage of cables, and then screwed into position.
And if I feel like it tomorrow, I could even put the plasterboard onto the stud wall and that would make a whole world of difference;
In fact, you are probably wondering why I didn’t do that this afternoon.
I could quite easily have done too but in fact I was plagued by interruptions.
Marianne and Rosemary both rang me up today for long chats and I was there for ages with them.
And then Rob and Nicolette came round just as I was getting into full swing. Their internet had gone down and they needed urgent access, and then they needed to report the fault.
That took ages to sort out as well and by the time everyone had left me alone the hours were slipping away and it was ever so frustrating.
Of course, I’m not complaining about the interruptions. Quite the reverse in fact.
Firstly, it’s nice to speak to friends and have a good natter. It all helps oil the wheels of social intercourse.
Secondly, when I fell off my ladder back in November 2011 Rob drove me all the way to Montlucon, waited patiently for three hours while I was sewn up, and then drove me home – and wouldn’t accept even a centime for the fuel.
You’ll put yourself out for neighbours like that every time without a moment’s hesitation, but it always seems to happen at inconvenient moments.
And for the first time in I don’t know exactly how long (but we are talking years here) I had music while I worked for the whole day.And it’s quite true what they say, that “there’s none as thick as those that want to be”.
Having tried a whole series of devices to have music where I’m working, I finally worked out the solution that is so obvious to everyone else. Why don’t I simply take my little notebook computer and find a safe place to wedge it?
Exactly what I did and I had music all day. Berk!
As for last night’s dream, I can’t remember too much of it but I do remember having to rescue Strawberry Moose from an oven and finding that all of his antlers were burnt off – something that I found really upsetting.
I’ll have to give up this cheese lark, I’ll tell you.
