Walls come tumbling down

Before i left work i text 'do we still have a ceiling?'

There was no reply. I should have guessed.

I came in the door and started coughing straight away... Kitchen door was closed tight; coats which had hung on the back of the door ceremoniously dumped in the hall.

I said 'can you open the door?'

comes a scraping and shuffling of plaster. Door opens, very dusty Si peers out.

'I didn't mean to do this much.... He said

'I only meant to look at a small section.. He said

Pah ha ha. He is a total riot. Life aint dull with si on a DIY mission




i especially love how he cleared the sides and picked up the cats bowls!