Workers of the financial world can we all get together to lobby the government for the abolition of the inappropriately named ‘bank’ holidays? The irony that it’s largely those who work in banks that end up working on what is deemed a ‘bank’ holiday is not lost on me or thousands of other poor buggers stuck in a warped financial services equivalent of Groundhog Day, the gap between one day and the next depending on where on the planet your clients are based rather than when the planet faces away from the sun (bedtime). Oh for a glorious 3 day weekend like everyone else!
Builders on the other hand don’t work bank holidays. Ours made up for lost time by getting plastered again, finishing off the framework for the new French doors and side window with solid metal edging and a thick coating of that reddish brown plaster which incidentally smells like eggy farts (was that you?). The house reeks!
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| What we started off with |
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| After one week |
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| Right hand side of kitchen at start of project |
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| Right hand side of kitchen one week later |
No microwave dinners tonight. Tuesday officially declared ‘Toby’ night in lieu of lack of properly cooked food for an entire week. We’ve eaten enough carvery to last the next couple of days which should get round the pesky problem of cooking until at least Thursday.
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| Fireplace before plastering |
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| Our oven and hob will fit in here |
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