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Date: 20 August 2007 10:44:57
Slobbing in my pyjamas at 10.38 in the morning updating my blog.
What happens?
Just as I go into my bathroom (no longer shielded from the outside world by a veranda) I hear movements outside. A glance through the "not-quite-as-opaque-as-I'd-like" bathroom window reveals that most rare of
mythical creatures....... a builder who arrives early !!!!
It's unheard of.
So here we are. 10.39 in the morning and I'm sort of washed (well, you can't do much in a bathroom when the builder's stood the other side of your "not-quite-as-opaque-as-I'd-like" bathroom window, can you? ) and hurriedly dressed, have offered them a cuppa (I knew these builders were mythical - they even turned down a cuppa cos they've got work to do!), and have locked myself in the room furthest from the pneumatic drill with a soothing cup of coffee, two traumatised gerbils and a pack of aspirin for when the drilling penetrates my rather delicate (after a weekend of partying, even though I don't drink) head.