Well, I would be writing a lot more and posting a lot more photos, but things are a bit repetitive and your own lives are boring enough without looking in on ours.
Take today. I was exhausted from the week's plumbing and racing around trying to supply the Master Builder with what he needs to give us water. And you always need something you either forgot or didn't know existed. So, today I just had a wonderful bacon and egg breakfast with Deborah and Anna who's visiting for the weekend. The white pudding was especially glorious. Then down to St Peter's and Grand Grève and RM Landry to buy more plumbing supplies, including our hot water heater. Then pick up a Saturday Globe and Mail and do a little food shopping at Foodland. Back at the Cape we eat a little dinner and watch Andy Murray playing Berdych at the US Open. Will he please win a major title and get the wait over with?
By 4pm the weather has changed and I feel like doing a wall which involves stuffing in insultation, covering with plastic and tacking up T and G boards. Takes until 7pm to finish the visitor's bathroom.
A lot of walls after a lot of floors! One more wall and I've done all the downstairs walls.
Now why should I report that? It put me to sleep: I must go to bed.
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