Well that’s me knackered. A true Rock and Roll weekend, and no mistake - two five foot fluorescent lights and 12 more square meters of flooring have gone into the loft in the last two days. Now we can properly sort and store twice as much crap that we really ought to chuck out. Hooray! It feels like there’s a whole new room in the house, albeit one that you wouldn’t want to spend any time in. It’s been a blessing that the weather has been of the typical British Summer variety, i.e. rubbish. Anything like normal Summer weather and I’d have been wilting in the heat.
How did I end up with such disgusting nose goblins? Well, although I was good and was wearing a mask for cutting the boards (great new circular saw - nothing pleases a bloke like a fresh power tool, let alone one with a laser), I guess I kicked up enough decade-old dust to sink a battleship, and my nose hoovered up its fair share. Add to the satisfaction of a job well done the fact that my breaks almost exactly coincided with those in the cricket and England are doing us proud again in the Test, and you have practically the perfect weekend for a middle-aged dweeb. Test Match Special and power tools: it doesn’t get much better.
