Surgery

Not a Council Surgery (yet) but the computer was making a high pitched shrieking noise.... under instructions from GrandBob, Mr HPW has fixed this. Dust on the connectors apparently: judging by the dust on the top of it, I'm not surprised. Mr HPW has now ensconced himself in the study to play some sort of world domination game, which is annoying as I wanted to watch the next bit of The Bridge.

We had our first house viewers this evening, and although I claimed yesterday we'd caught up with ourselves, I still managed to spend half an hour running round tidying before the people came. They seemed pleasant, but no idea if they liked it; not really my problem though, thank goodness...