Barry, this one's for you

My flatmate claims to have noticed a drop in the quantity of self-obsessed angst in this blog.

I'd just like to point out that it's almost exactly a year since the first time I was righteously done over, and over four months since I last dallied where I shouldn't, and I think I've fitted in almost enough angst in the intervening period to suffice for a good while.

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Boilers

We have a new boiler and a new water system. Woot. It is quiet.

Cables drop from the ceiling

Data, power and TV ready to be hooked up in the playroom

With an ever-increasing pile of hedge trimmings, pruned roses and lopped branches, I thought it time to take a match and lay waste to the waste. Success. I singed my hair, got the neighbour’s fence smoking (but not actually burning) and reduced all the clippings to a circle of pleasing white ash. And I managed to disappear the two bookcases we dragged out of the media room some months ago.

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