Galant

A bit of a cleaning, fixing and finishing sort of a day. 

We've guests in at the weekend so the various jobs that are spread around in the final stages of the maturing process, need to be unspread - or at least nailed to the wall in the name of 'art'.

In a worryingly familiar pattern, two disparate wall light fixings decide to die.  

I wonder what next week will bring in the way of synchronised cessation?