Category: House
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Sometimes things talk to me
Sometimes the house talks to me; it tells me tales of it’s youth in an austere post-war Britain; it talks to me about the excitement…
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At the end of the road
I’ve never lived at the end of the street; well; my parents house is, but it’s an odd end of the street – it’s a…
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So, the Kate is the Tired.
Housewarming is on the 19th; which on the one hand seems a long way away – until you realise I’m still attempting to plumb in…
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Sometimes I’m a little hard on myself
I thought ‘poot, didn’t get much done today’ List is: – Painted 2 walls – Measured and mounted on wall radiator – Struggled with, hopefully…
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News from the Kate-i-verse
So, Xmas and Boxing day and so on. Yup. Xmas – I worked the morning, and then went to my sister’s in the afternoon. This…
Comments Off on One month in…
One month in…
And my hands are cracked to shit, my budget’s screwed by a plasterer of previously unknown quantites of evil and… the room’s got an undercoat…
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Reading, writing and arithmatic
So, yeah. Um. Been a couple of weary days; Xmas shopping is complete, Xmas wrapping is not started. Cards to go to the states, still…
Comments Off on Ah, the joy of Adequate
Ah, the joy of Adequate
So, my plasterer came back, after some cajoling, and basically the fact I wasn’t going to pay him ’til he fixed things. It’s truly sad…