Friday 18th November 2016

I wake up at home. Which was nice.

It does mean that will have to make my own breakfast, or at least Jools makes the first coffee. Which is also nice.

There are cats out an about, whilst outside birds wait for me to put some food out for them. And I suppose the cats are too, so they can chase said birds. It was a fine day, at least outside, but I had to spend most of it working at the dining room table, fighting fires. At none the boys arrived to do more in the garden which was mainly involving laying paving stones, but once that was done, the cabin, or retreat as Jools has told me it is called, can be put up. They did demand tea before they started.

Of course.

The day pans out as expected; meetings, mails, phone calls. And repeat in random order until Denmark finished for the day at about two in the afternoon. My head was fried, and so I did too. I make no excuses, but I had had enough. Enough of it all.

A cuppa and listening to the radio whilst making yet more tea and coffee for the guys out back. In fact, the paving is half finished, and is looking really good, but will look better when it is complete. And the fountain up and beds planted and all that stuff.

Jools comes home at three, just as the light was fading and the boys were wrapping up for the day. They had got soaked twice by downpours during the day, and apparently had also had enough. Which is only right.

Jools goes to the chippy for battered sausage and chips, I butter some bread and make tea.

We play cribbage whilst listening to the radio, the evening fades out to half an hour of Mastermind, specialist subjects included Eastenders and the Battle of Trafalgar. Thinking i could have a bash at it one day. Maybe.