The work at the back of the house has created chaos , which in view of the fact that we are used to chaos, for us to notice the difference then it must be bad. The two smaller members of the family were collected from supergrandma's house on Saturday, which looked like a small whirlwind had been through every room, the joy of toddlers, and brought back to Rock HQ in time for bed. The morning had been spent at work, an event yours truly found very difficult to motivate himself for.
Sunday was spent trying to persuade the apprentice not to bash chunks out of the soon to be repaired hole in the wall (incidentally our local supermarket hole in the wall became a grand opening when a gang of thieves in a stolen tractor removed the cashpoint machine) or watching him sing his favourite Disney songs whilst at the same time cleaning everything that had been coated in dust from the demolition work.
Time out was granted early doors to see the last of the snow on the ridge and
refuel the Berners with drool fuel.
Late pm saw another chance to escape from Disney and cleaning when our daughter arrived for some TLC, food and exercise with the apprentice. The usual route was followed culminating in an exciting
Pooh sticks marathon in which there could only be one winner.
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