Lawrence who?

We had Mr T back today, this time to do the garage roof. With their T-shirts wrapped around their heads and stripped to the waist in the thirty three degree heat,  I remarked that they looked like something out of Lawrence of Arabia, to which they replied: Lawrence who? 

Honestly. Young people today.

Even small stuff was hard work in this heat. TSM made a wicked iced coffee. I moved loads of old timber and ordered a skip. Racked up five thousand steps just doing stuff in the house and garden.

Thunderstorms forecast. A month’s rain in a day, frogs, locusts, all the biblical things. Hope the new roof doesn’t leak...