The Digger Returns

We awoke this morning to find the digger, last seen in July, sitting patiently on the frozen driveway. A trench for the power cable was about to appear.

By the end of the day the channel had been cut, right across the driveway and up the garden to the power pole. The big coil of black conduit was uncoiled into the trench and buried, leaving just a dirty line running through the snow. Having passed that big coil every day for so many months now, the place looks distinctly odd without it.

The electricians have begun to decode the spaghetti of cables and assemble them into the consumer units high on the wall of the workshop. We seem to be very close to being ready for the big electrical changeover episode on Friday.

Indoors, things have been busy. The painters arrived to do some panic work ahead of the flooring arriving in the utility room. The panic was wasted - the flooring is in Glasgow. With the current weather, Glasgow is about as handy as Gliwice. Still, the decoration is moving ahead well. We are very pleased with the effect of the oil on the oak doors - they've really come to life.

Behind the big doors of Angela's cupboard is an installation of heavy duty shelving, to her own specification. They should support the weight of plenty of fruit cakes and pots of jam.

In the bedroom the wee doors into the top of the wardrobe have been fitted. I can't get close to reaching the handles, so they should be a great place to hide all sorts of stuff.

They do however remind me of something I've seen before. Perhaps constructing our own life-size version would make a good project for next winter...

The oft-promised plumber hasn't been seen so far this week. Here's hoping we see him soon - there's a lot to be done on his list if we are to have the use of the building before Christmas.