ASRBs

The fancy, new anti-seagull rubbish bags have finally arrived in the neighbourhood to replace the black plastic bags that the seagulls now automatically associate with their dinner and speedily rip apart. Already I can hear the noise of gulls sharpening their beaks on coping stones, ready for their next battle with the council cleansing dept.

We've had the scaffolders in this morning and now have a moving tower for the painter to do wheelies on. He's started as well, all systems go on the hall renovation front!