The electrician was supposed to
arrive at 11am this morning to do a quote for the electrical work we need done.
Alas, he didn’t appear. This is the first time we have been let down by a
tradesman so I don’t think we can complain. J spent the day working on Talleys
stuff again and I had a wondrous afternoon spent on my knees. First I scrubbed
half the living room floor. The colour of the water that I dumped into the bath
was unbelievable. At least 100 years’ worth of dirt from in between the
floorboards I reckon. Next, it was a round of grinding with wire wool and turps
to get off old splatters of paint etc. By the time I had finished I finished at
5pm I had unknowingly worn grazes into my knees (through my trousers) and the
fingers of my gloves had completely disintegrated from the turps. Absolutely
knackered but the floor looks so much better. Now all it needs is a coat of
polish and it will be grand. That leaves only half of the floor left to do
another day.
