I am bone tired. I am so tired even my hair looks knackered and my hair is a legitimate life form in it’s own right.
I knew we had it too easy with the rewire, their just wasn’t enough disruption and so it is with some acceptance of inevitability I report the plumbing – although going quickly – is unbelievably disruptive. We spent last night trying to rip out (without waking the neighbours) a fitted wardrobe that was put in place thirty-six years ago. When we collapsed it was not on the bed but the sofas.
Tonight no hot water. And still on the sofas. Arse.
Anyway, I promised pictures and pictures you shall have. Here is how my kitchen looks right now:
