When a mate recently asked what I’d been up to lately, I mistakenly said I’d been doing some plastering. So yesterday afternoon was spent round their house. However, while not wishing to brag, or attract jobs in other houses, I’m getting pretty good at this.

I’m now embarking on some Christmas shopping (which I know I shouldn’t leave so late). Town will be horrific no doubt.

Then this evening we’re going to see the View. Which, followed by an early start tomorrow morning, may also be horrific.

I suppose I could avoid alcohol.

Last night a child was killed in my street. Apparently he ran out from the park, into the road, and was hit by a car. According to someone in the street, he’d been hassled by some other kids in the park and he’d been trying to get away from them.

This is all word of mouth, so may not be remotely accurate. But it’s a busy road and the Police did stop access for both traffic and pedestrians. So it does seem horribly likely.

Addendum – the person in the street didn’t get it quite right. The victim was an 18-year-old and they were taken to hospital. They had been attacked in the park though.

And now the correct version of events.

This damn fire has taken ages to take hold.

But now it’s doing great.

Despite having a new cold I spent most of today plastering. There’s now 125kg of plaster on the one wall I’m plastering.
Unfortunately, a further coat seems to be needed.

A few years ago, I decided to improve the main bedroom by stripping the plaster off the walls. This resulted in unexpected old brickwork as well as stone. It also gave me the opportunity to repoint walls that hadn’t been touched since the house was built.
Today I began plastering.

I fear I may have injured myself.

Somehow, for the second time in a few weeks, I managed to walk into a ladder.
But, despite my injury, I’m rather pleased that dismantling a pallet for kindling has left me with with the beginnings of a top for our new coffee table.

It just takes a little imagination.

Just saw a Honda commercial on TV. I was pretty surprised to hear the old Get Carter soundtrack.
I know the film wasn’t really locally produced, but it does still feel very local.
Maybe it’ll help sell cars too.

Just left my local. House of the rising sun was playing as I walked out the door. An Animal used to live in my street you know.