I hoped to wake up around 10.45 Wednesday morning. Given that it was 5am when I finally got back to bed. It was no surprise to discover myself dozing until lunchtime. After a chat with my builder, I got myself motivated and went for petrol (driving 600 or so miles really drinks the fuel) and to put oil into my car (it burns that too, apparently).

Then work. A half day.

Returning to Reading, I decided to eat first, DIY later. I ate Subway, put my car through a car-wash, drove home, put lots and lots of windscreen wash in my car, and then considered the DIY. I did some. Yay. Less than 2 hours, but as much as my body could withstand. I was in Newcastle for less than 8 hours on Tuesday and I got a bloody cold. Geordie land managed to rain, wind, hail and snow on me, and I got a disease. Result!

As a consequence, my DIY was shortlived, but useful nonetheless. I decided to further a bodge job on a bit of skirting board I'd done badly. I don't mind the board not being straight, either to the eye or spirit level. I don't mind there being a 13mm increase in its height over the length of 435mm. I do mind the gap that leaves under one side of it. The carpet I put down won't be 30mm high. That's far too much. So, I cut a wedge-shaped piece of wood that would fit the gap. I sanded it, glued it into place, primed it with paint and I'll paint it at some point in gloss. This will then make the skirting board better.

It was a silly process to glue this to the underside of the existing skirting board. I used the handles of some teaspoons to locate the wedge correctly and pressure it into the glue. If you're going to bodge, bodge in extreme.

Less bodgey was the painting of the newly plastered downstairs hall ceiling. Using a watered down paint, I rollered myself a nice finish. I'm pleased with it.

That was that. A shower and then home to play with the piano for a few minutes before blogging for 2 hours.

Time for sleep now.