Yesterday, after my lucky escape from the online asbestos training, I put some more paint on the skirting. Therefore the wall-heater didn't get put back until today, and then I rearranged the furniture for the third time to expose the next wall in my sequence. I don't imagine I will do any more painting until the weekend but at least it gives me a few days to recover from shifting my bed back to where it belongs. Books and knick-knacks are all back in place too.

During the process I also stopped to reinforce the storcase which has become a little bit wobbly after months of abuse. I am still tickled by the fact that my silly little Winnie-the-Pooh battery drill has coped with all my home improvements.

This wall is not mine, but it was basking in the sunshine between office work and “leisure” time.