We'll never see this again...

We had a gander at the incredibish study the other day. Now, here's Janet's, freshly decorated by said workaholic retiree and augmented with two additional Billys courtesy of her allegedly work-shy companion.

I give it about half an hour, before every shelf is crammed full of essential clutter. We conceivably now have a whole cupboard for sewing, one for watercolour and one for glass work. We're fine as long as she doesn't get another hobby.

Thus ends the day, which began with the de-poppying of Charfield, and then I fitted a new battery to Morrigan, who had developed a tendency not to start even though the battery is kept on an optimiser. Testing, I noted the full battery dropped to 9v when starting. That's the sign of a ruptured plate.