I’m taking the day off today. Graham’s all busy up in the loft doing the preliminaries to laying insulation. Lagging pipes isn’t his favourite occupation.
And I don’t like having him up there, wriggling about in places I couldn’t hope to visit, letting out the occasional epithet when he encounters a hard object somewhere he didn’t expect.
So I’m loitering, kettle on the boil, ready to dispense tea and sympathy at a moment’s notice.
Back with an update tomorrow.
