The good wife.

I went out to help J paint the fence this morning, but before I could start I had to be kitted out in the right work wear. I thought he would have given me something a bit more glamorous to wear, but I had to wear the biggest, ugliest overalls I have ever seen, tied around the middle with a bit of line cord. I ended up with a looking like Spotty Muldoon.  The boss didn't take any nonsense, although I told him before I started that I was clocking off for lunch at noon. To be fair, he did make me a corned beef & Branston roll ( my fave) and I made the coffee. Half an hour later we were back  outside and we carried on painting until we had finished. The outside will wait for another day.