I love being home. I to up and lay in the hallway in the sun like a cat... looking for jobs, not so cat like. Dad and I had a trade-off, he drilled some holes in something I'm making for Phil and I sewed some tags on his jumper. Dad got called to a job so I went with him and carried things up and down the stairs and sawed a few bit of wood. The lady gave me £20 - score.
I then infused some rum, packed, had quiche, brownies and coffee before going back to Winch.