Yesterday dawned frosty, bright and sunny. The builders had not arrived to finish the roof by nine o’clock so Him Behind the Wheel was deputed to ring round to see what had happened, though the worst was feared. Yes – there had been an urgent callout for the plumber and therefore the joiners had decided not to show either. This put the household into a state of depression so a game of tennis on the Wii was the only antidote. Gradually, tasks were ticked off the list and by evening it was felt that at least the day had not been a total disaster. I briefly wondered as to the possibility of researching a PhD on the correlation between builders and their failed promises and depression, but decided life was too short.
At four-thirty, the plumber arrived with oxy-acetylene equipment and we are told to expect action today.