We get up shockingly early this morning because the ‘Floor Man’ is coming at 12 noon and I hasten the dogs around the park in double quick time. Only he doesn’t turn up of course, again. For some reason I didn’t really expect him to, so I already had the central heating in bits when he was due.
I finally got the new heated towel rail fitted. It involved two trips to B&Q, a quite substantial leak and a time out while I went to the opticians but I got there in the end. Plus, as a bonus, it actually works.
After all that excitement we stay in again and prepare for my running comeback tomorrow with a large glass of wine.
(Saturday 1st December)
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