These were the photos taken last week by my DD after we got back from swearing at the solicitors - not the nasty kind of swearing, but just the one where you take the Bible in your right hand etc. So the probate is almost sorted now, just a case of waiting for the final paperwork to arrive before I can finally finish the job.
I do not know how my brilliant roofers could carry on working in the terrific heat and humidity we have had over the past few weeks. They have just kept going steadily, up and down the ladders.
This week has been totally crazy. Monday morning, I came down early (couldn't sleep in the heat), opened the cupboard door to get a packet of porridge out, only to be attacked by a large number of jars of chutney, mayonnaise, jams, and tins various. The shelf support had given way, twisting the shelf and throwing every thing at me. The astounding result was not one crack or breakage, not even the six brand new glass tumblers that it all landed on. Even the one jar that made it to the tiles floor survived intact. My daughter came to the rescue again, stealing the builders' tools to do the repairs herself, much to their amusement. She then turned her attention to the problem of getting into my craft room, so the roofers could get in to make good the ceiling in there. Anything that was on the floor was just moved wholesale into the next room for me to sort properly later before bringing it back and putting it away in its own place.
I have written far more than I intended - sorry, Julia, I will try to be good next time. Now it is time for you to wend your way round lots of other more interesting desks, all on show at Stamping Ground, otherwise known as Julia's Place. I also must apologise to all those lovely friends who left me such encouraging comments last week, for not returning the compliments. I do feel bad about that, but things like vicious kitchen cupboards rather took over my life. I will try to do better next time.