Jobs today: finishing (really, this time) touches to the new bathroom, including chopping out some floor grout I wasn’t happy with a re-doing it. A walk with Desdog and then, while I still had my boots and my nerves, the dreaded poo-picking on the back lawn. Ewwwww. There honestly must have been two kilos. Picking it up with one plastic bag, decanting it into another, all the while with a look of mortal distaste on my face.

What was the “close run thing” of the title? Well, I mixed far too much grout for the little bits I needed to replace. I put the rest in a carrier bag and straight into the dustbin. Later, whilst finishing off the floor, I noticed a bit that needed more grout. By then it was dusk. Out to the dustbin, hand into the carrier bag and upstairs I go with a dollop of dark grey grout. Only when I got back into the bathroom did I think about it: in the half-light, it would have been all too easy to get the wrong bag and scoop ordure rather than grout. Ick!

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