the kitchen in the garage

after a week of being nagged to death over the measurements of the kitchen units, I finally went and measured them, again. this time I got told off for sitting on the bonnet of a 15 year old rav, which is untaxed, uninsured and not likely to be much use to anyone anytime soon, but its more important than me apparently. I didn't say, but I've been standing on it to clamber over, I just accepted the telling off with as little grace as I could muster.