Good, good. Back down a bit today. The most energetic thing I managed was the ironing…
Here’s another picture from Friday’s wander – it’s the nicely peeling upper part of a pub on Pilgrim Street, on the opposite side from the entertaining demolition job.
Weatherbeaten
Ironing doesn’t, but hoovering does apparently.
Aha! I did get round to emptying the Dyson thingy, but not to actually plugging it in and actually dysoning. Sorry, can’t make myself call it “hoovering” when it’s not a Hoover. It’s the pedantic side of me, you know.[1]
[1] Waits for chorus of “you have another side?” from regular readers
Question: Why do people bother to paint brick?