Have
you ever noticed that the world is full of noisy buggers? They’re everywhere you go. On the bus, your own personal silence bubble
is invaded by noisy buggers with less-than-noise-cancelling headphones whose
tinny sounding tch tch blam tch is like an angry bluebottle and on the
beach, its noisy buggers with ghetto-blasters loud enough to be heard on the
Normandy beaches.
At
the bottom of our garden, it’s the student noisy buggers whose raucous chatter carries
on into the wee hours long enough to drive an insomniac to murder. I should know as I’ve felt like leaping over
the garden wall a few times brandishing a bread knife just to get them to shut
up. Aaaargh!! If only I could attract a large fortune in
quite the same way as I seem to draw noisy buggers to my proximity, I’d be
minted!
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| All this noise - it's too stressful! |
Footie
fever has gripped the nation (plenty more noisy buggers there) and in our
house, all eyes are on the prized World Cup Chicken whose contents (£8) has turned attention from decorating to football.
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| World Cup Chicken holder of the sweepstake cash |
Religiously updating the results wall planner is getting more focus than
the bathroom snagging list which is currently buried somewhere under a Turner
prize heap of sandy beach towels and toilet paper.
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| Who is still in with a winning chance? |
So
in the gap between now and the next England match, here’s a quick tour round
the bathroom to see what’s happened since my last post:
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| Cream metro tiles now fitted |
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| Chrome mosaic splash back under the window gap |
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| Bath tub starting to look nice |
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| Finishing touches and tile trim to be added |
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