... and now it isn't

The two boys took around four hours to completely demolish my kitchen this morning. It sounded terrifying and to be honest looked terrifying afterwards. Lucas the foreman was quite nonchalant about it, saying it was no problem, bouncing on my floorboards and telling me they had to go as well.

Ah well, work on the walls starts tomorrow, flooring and fitting not until next week. Looks like I will be housebound and living off microwave baked beans for the foreseeable future.