The sun is shining, I am on my first conference call of the week, and all is well with the world. Uncle Chippy is hanging doors and the old man is painting.
Tomorrow, the Sparky is returning for, hopefully, his final trip.
The day after, the tiler comes to finish my study.
On Thursday, you will probably hear a faint woo hoo from somewhere on the South Coast as, in broad strokes, the last trade needs to enter our extension.
People keep asking me questions, so I had better go. Have a good week, and speak soon.