Good morning. 7.9 Mugged by crusty bread.
Outside painting is finished except for lintel over patio doors. Rain came in so we weeded instead. The girl turned out to be a motor bike riding surfer with a fine work ethic and a love of gardening. So, having swept out the barn, loaded the trailer, and weeded the stones around the raised beds, she accompanied me to the tip where we disposed of a large number of wooden pallets...All done cheerfully despite the deluges from above. Coming again on Wednesday to finish the great tidy up.
I nipped off to view a local house which needs completing, but, although it has 3.5 acres, and a decent-ish layout, and I could solve the problems with planning and building regs the fools have got themselves into, the views are very so so, the installation of the necessary drainage will cost a bomb, and, the real killer - the next door neighbour enjoys being surrounded by what my mate Rod calls "annibendod". This basically equates to "lives like a pig surrounded by rubbish." No profit margin in that so it is back to the hunt.
Today's jobs: refresh paint inside the conservatory and of the front door. Buy a tin of wood stain for the barn doors and a tin of emulsion for my bedroom. They are fine for living with, having all been decorated 3 years ago, but a brighten up won't hurt. I wish I could say the same of me as I am walking like a crab with a hernia. It reminds me of my Grandad, my all time favourite man, shot through the lung at Vimy Ridge, gassed elsewhere, and infected with TB, worked his socks off until he was in his 90s. Come on woman, with genes like that you can do a bit more!
Off to feed Wolf and check Peachy - have a great day everyone.