Exterior

This morning, thankfully, it’s a nice day. The living room is in chaos, as we’re midway through doing the floor tiling, and then today Herself is working on doing some of the initial decorating work in there.

Which means that it’s currently 6am, and I’m sat out in the garden, connected on a wireless network, with birds singing, a cock crowing, a Poxy Hound barking at anything that moves (and wanting me to play with her), and bright sunlight, in a garden packed with trees and rose bushes.

It’s a massive change from even the previous place, let alone the places I lived in in Manchester.

We’ve come a long way, baby.