I voted this morning, and hope it will have brought a grain of comfort to our candidate. A waste of diesel: I suspect the contest is more likely to have been between the Tories and the egregious UKIP.
Meanwhile, we've been injecting money into the local economy at an alarming rate. The clock is back again, and we'll see in a few days' time whether it's reliable. The 100% solid sh*t* bifold doors from W*ck*s have gone, and we have some Buildings Regs compliant doors in their place. They seem more robust. Let us hope. They might also save us a bit of gas in the winter, since the old doors were thin, manifestly fragile, single-glazed and beset with draughty gaps. Name of conservatory builder on application: quite apart from the fact that they failed to comply with the contract term to obtain and meet regulatory requirements, it turns out that the lintel they installed was substantially adrift of horizontal. Shame we were busy with Ma-in-law's funeral at the time. I've been trying to get them back to rectify faults for some years now, without success.
We had lunch on the terrace today for the third or fourth day in succession. How good a bit of sunshine is for the Weltanschauung! I was out at a faintly indecent hour this morning, feeding the duck and checking on the garden, and find that three of the cowslips we moved to the mossy bank at the top of the garden last year are in flower, along with the primroses we moved around the same time. It's hard to be grumpy at this time of year, but do please be assured that I'm applying myself to the task with assiduity.
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