Wallflowers

Tim was going to start painting my office today, but he was exhausted, and I reminded him that we had a couple of deliveries coming, so persuaded him to take the day off from DIY.  In the event, one of our deliveries - the pre-cut MDF Tim had ordered for building new shelving units - made our heads go weird (from the chemicals), and we ended up having to ferry it all down to the summer house, in order to get it out of the house.  Normally it's Tim who's sensitive to that kind of thing (having worked with a lot of chemicals in his early working life), but this really messed with my head too and made me feel woozy.  We actually only received half of the order, as the other half was coming via a separate courier company, and the van apparently broke down on the way. 

My wallflowers are still ignoring the fact that they weren't supposed to flower until next year - which is fine by me :)