Fettling

Or should that be "two heads are better than one"...?

The Boy was feeling much better today, and went out for a long cycle ride. When he came back he spent a couple of hours fettling away at his bike - lubricating the brake cable or something and cleaning/greasing the bottom bracket and crankset. This was when Mr A offered his opinion on the cable tension (or somesuch)...

Anyway, me and Mr A (sounds like the song "Me and Mrs Jones"...?) made a start on moving our desks and computers and sundry office paraphernalia from the small (box) room into the larger back bedroom. But OH! The dust that had accumulated behind some of the equipment (stuff you don't move out to clean...or at least I obviously hadn't), so it was a good job it was finally being seen to as it was disgusting. So, I was blipless for a couple of days (catching up now) when all the equipment was dismantled. Mind you, we've still got a way to go, but we're getting there... then it will be time to redecorate the smallest room to make into a single guest room (choosing the paper and new carpet is my job and the fun bit!).