Dear Dennis,
Our dining room chairs have been successfully recovered whilst the brunette was watching Dalziel & Pascoe last evening and very comfy and smart they are too.
The bathroom had a bomb explode in it. I used an angle grinder to cut the channel for the electric (white 9.5Kw) shower cable yesterday and the dust has only just settled. The brunette will be taking the chilluns to rugby practice this morning and I shall be sneaking a bacon sandwich then soldering joints, drilling holes,wiring and changing light fittings and maybe the extractor fan right up until the Grand Prix starts - then I'll stop for a while - I usually wake up again shortly before the finish of the race - then I'll carry on with the bathroom.
Why is it that when the brunettes friends come around they all say "oh brunette, how awful, how can you live in this mess, what is he doing to your lovely house?" but when my friends come round they all say admiringly "cor you lucky bloke you've got lumber, what a great job, this'll look fantastic" and they ask for technical specifications of some of my handy work and specialised tooling. They even offer advice such as "have you fitted a non-return valve to that?" and "I connected mine to the PC via the serial port so it could automatically stop cold drips once the shower is turned off" and "dead technical ... used USB 2.8 over a very fast UAURT BiDi Centronics port with 2GHz Ethernet VGA wireless cloud mist" then we recline in my deckchairs supping home-made sherry and lying to each other about our DIY prowess and just how straight we can saw a plank of lumber and whether a tennon-saw, lump-hammer,rip-saw, hack-saw or pull-saw are the best for cutting dovetails.
I got really important stuff to do now so I'll catch you later.
D.
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