Getting there-ish

After a ridiculous amount of time, the first kitchen unit is almost complete – I just need to add the worktop.

Slow drying paint means that won’t happen this week (I’m back at the pub tomorrow).

At this rate, I should finish the kitchen by the end of 2023.

A kitchen update

I’d so underestimated the amount of time I’d need to build a new kitchen from scratch.

Of course, I’ve only been working on it one day a week, some weeks not at all. But it’s still a very slow process.

I’ve only just finished building the first unit.

To be fair, I started with the most complicated unit. It’s huge too, impossible to lift. So the remaining units must be both easier and less time consuming. Surely?

I just need to sand this one down first. Then paint it and fit the worktop. And remove the existing unit.

Glastonbury

I was briefly excited at the prospect of attending this year’s Glastonbury Extravaganza. It seemed the ideal way to get a tiny bit of the festival experience in a (second) year without the festival itself.

But dogs aren’t allowed.

My disappointment dissipated quickly when I read that camping will be possible on the site this summer.

And then returned when I learned that Campervans won’t be allowed. Well, not allowed for camping. My hopes were once more built up with the possibility of renting a pre-erected tent, leaving the van in the car park.

But, yes, you guessed it. Dogs aren’t allowed. Pah.

Brass Plaque

I had a random conversation with an old guy a couple of days ago. This began in a lift at Washington bus station.

The dog was looking particularly cute, so attracted his attention. This led to dog related dialogue.

Which continued after we left the lift. He told me that his father lost a much loved dog around 100 years ago. With Council permission, he mounted a plaque on a tree to commemorate the dog’s life.

The tree’s somewhere in Kent; the plaque’s still there.

I like things like that.