Fuelling Up.

Mrs TD needed more storage space for her fat quarters, so it was off to the disassembled furniture emporium to purchase a chest of drawers, but before any deals were struck, we had to check that their coffees and panini were up to scratch.

On the way in, we saw this electric car being refuelled; although I've been aware of the facility here for a year or so, this is the first time I've actually seen it in use.

Assembling their furniture is reminiscent of Jnr playing with Lego many years ago (it was my good self that was in charge of the Lego assembly process); since the floor is the only practical work space, both involve me grovelling about on the ground for an hour or more and ending up with excruciating back ache.
Now she says we need a bookcase and a desk.