There's been a murrrrrder

These were the first words the hotel owner spoke to me this morning. Not, admittedly, with a Glaswegian accent. But not what we expected, hordes of police across the street, a nearby road cordoned off. Welcome to Newquay!

Spent the day trying to sort out scaffolding, and clearing a room for our works that should've been cleared already. Bit of a nightmare really.

Had driven 350-odd miles in two days by the time I made it home tonight. Had a brief kip in a service station (this is getting to be a habit!) before ploughing on. Didn't go back to look at the other job that came up yesterday, it can wait.