You might think the kitchen would get worse before it got better. You would be right.
Even more things move into the front kitchen
so that in the back kitchen the ceiling can be taken down.
And this is where it is taken down to: the floor. The electrician is coming on Monday and then we shall have to bite the bullet and take the sink out. There is plastering to be done and a new slate floor to be laid and then we shall perhaps begin to think about new units. Repeat after me: It will be fine. Let's just slip outside and pick some sweetpeas.
When not picking pieces of my house out of my hair I have been musing on the visit to Rosemoor. Rosemoor is one of the Royal Horticultural Society's gardens, this one sited in Devon in the bottom of a sheltered valley.
The warm and gently clouded morning in which we had wandered around Carol Klein's garden had given way to a bright, hot and sunny afternoon.
Oh I don't believe this. Blogger has lost my entire blog about Rosemoor.
Might just have to go to bed in disgust.