Plasterers

We had the plasterers in yesterday. The main man was saying how a lot of people are getting into the trade because they think it's easy money- and it isn't. I believe him. These guys worked really hard. And watching them skim across the wet surface with their trowels made me think of butterflies and kissing and ballroom dancing and weedy stuff like that. It's not just something any fool could do; it's a craft.

They made the house so damp that the extractor fan in the bathroom ran all night. At least, I guess that's the explanation. The other explanation is that the extractor fan is busted and we'll need to have the electrician in to fix it.