This is what our kitchen looks like

And that's why we haven't been eating lunch at home. The gaping hole on the far wall is where there used to be a sink and the impedimenta strewn across the floor is covering the trench where Damien and Louis are putting in a new drain. This morning I filled the kettle from the tap on the outside wall. When I caught myself growsing about it I reminded myself that much of the world's population doesn't have any access to running water.
So yesterday, Ailz being on a Quaker trustees training day, I found myself eating lunch alone in the Cornfield Garage- which isn't a garage any more but a Wetherspoons pub. I had the big vegetarian breakfast- which is enormous and for entertainment I was leafing through the Wetherspoons house magazine- a glossy full-colour publication which gives you entrance to an alternative universe in which happy smiling publicans celebrate anniversaries and the winning of prizes and all that sort of thing.
Earlier I'd been to Camilla's and bought myself a copy of Conrad's Victory. I'm on a Conrad jag and have just finished Lord Jim- which is tremendous. Camilla not only owns a parrot but issues personalised carrier bags (how many secondhand bookshops do that?) - and they're pink!


And that's why we haven't been eating lunch at home. The gaping hole on the far wall is where there used to be a sink and the impedimenta strewn across the floor is covering the trench where Damien and Louis are putting in a new drain. This morning I filled the kettle from the tap on the outside wall. When I caught myself growsing about it I reminded myself that much of the world's population doesn't have any access to running water.
So yesterday, Ailz being on a Quaker trustees training day, I found myself eating lunch alone in the Cornfield Garage- which isn't a garage any more but a Wetherspoons pub. I had the big vegetarian breakfast- which is enormous and for entertainment I was leafing through the Wetherspoons house magazine- a glossy full-colour publication which gives you entrance to an alternative universe in which happy smiling publicans celebrate anniversaries and the winning of prizes and all that sort of thing.
Earlier I'd been to Camilla's and bought myself a copy of Conrad's Victory. I'm on a Conrad jag and have just finished Lord Jim- which is tremendous. Camilla not only owns a parrot but issues personalised carrier bags (how many secondhand bookshops do that?) - and they're pink!
