30th April 2018
Gavin the electrician was at the cottage bright and early, but not as early as the start of my day. Barrington was still asleep when the Shogun burst into life. I joined the commuters clogging the roads.
The day was spent taking crap to the dump as Gavin bored holes in my beautiful ceilings. Luckily they were in the right place, and he was able to find the cables.
I have become obsessive with sweeping the floor, I’ve done it so many times, but I still find more dust.
I wanted to prime the big wall before the end of the day, so with the diluted mix, and a clean roller I worked through the evening. Gavin had left his radio tuned to Radio 6, and after seven the music changed to the most monotonous rubbish I have ever heard, and I have a very broad musical taste, but this tested me. I had to turn it off before I did something destructive.
I don’t think Gavin would appreciate his radio buried in the garden.