Had a little chat with the neighbours and we agreed to tear down the boarders that divide us! By that I mean I ripped off part of the fence so the rendering experts could hop over the garden wall better to peek at the conjoining side of out house (this was all pre-agreed of course, no trespassing for us). The chap said the work was do-able and seemed a lot more trustworthy than some of the others, we're just waiting back on that all important quote before we sign off and await the chaos and disruption the work will inevitably bring.
All the while I was making hire car arrangements and formatting our crew's hotel booklet for when we go down to Bournemouth. I reckon it looks pretty swish, the important info is easy to scrobble to which is a bit of a dark art in some circles. We tucked into the remained of our Chinese take away for dinner. While Rebecca made a valiant effort to re-heat everything, in reality she just made the serving dishes thermonuclear more than anything else. I also re-learnt the hollow truth that there's nothing sadder than a cold, three day old spring roll. What once was crisp was now worryingly soft...
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