Neighbours

The downstairs neighbours invite us in to see rubble that fell out of their ceiling. They don’t seem angry, but it contains broken tiles from our bathroom refurb. Lee, our builder, pops over from Dunfermline to pacify still further.

It’s cold outside. Hamish comes back exhausted at lunchtime after a 22 hour shift. I take nap after lunch too.

Claire cooks tea. Angus gets in touch & will come through later. Before he arrives, I have to head back to Planet Acme (via train, bus, and automobile).

Tomorrow, to London - and, just maybe, snow.