Best forgotten

Today was best forgotten.
Too much shouting, tears, stress and frustration.

The plasterer has been and started the job.
All good apart from the fact that two more ceilings have been revealed to be rouge, and so a stage we thought we'd passed has returned, and the list has got longer, and the budget has been bashed, again.

This is Mr Bs contraption for lifting plasterboard to ceiling level in order to construct a ceiling single handed.

Hero in the dust.