Good morning from a dry Bristol.
The dehumidifier is on, drying my hall walls, ready for the painter on Thursday, I think. There were drips of plaster everywhere, all over my tiny flat. Easily removed, but pink splodges on the floor, the doors, windows, under shoes…
The work is taking so long because two things are being done, firstly the rotten floors etc., are being replaced in the bathroom, secondly, a ridiculously narrow cupboard in the hall has its stud wall removed and the hallway widened. The work being done is excellent, all the workers brilliant, amusing and hard working.
The Lino floor went in the bathroom. It looks wonderful.
The plasterer who is doing an OU course, was listening to a lecture on Schopenhauer rather than mindless music! We have interesting chats.
I finished a cushion cover with a German Shepherd for my lovely plumber’s girl. I think he will give it to her for Christmas. I also started on drawstring bags to put my three quilts in, with the girls’ initials. It will save wrapping, and they’ll be useful as games kit bags if they don’t keep their quilts in them.
Today, I’ve got some shopping, finish the bags and chill for a bit.