Out of the blue the plumber rang this morning and said could he come and replace the loo and washbasin this afternoon. Of course I said yes - it is so good to find a plumber who says he will come and then comes on time. Three hours later and it was all done, cleaned up and back to normal. It looks very different but at least the cold tap on the washbasin is no longer so stiff I can hardly turn it on and the loo flushes first time you depress the button. A good job done in record time.
Tess and I tootled down to the carpet shop, chose a vinyl flooring and they are going to come and measure it up tomorrow (but not fit it until Christmas week). It was appalling weather when we ventured out - pouring rain, strong wind and very cold. Now, at last, the doors are shut, the plumber is gone and we can begin to get warm again.
It is our Poetry afternoon tomorrow so I shall now go and choose what I am intending to read and have a few practise runs - I hate to stumble over a word when I am reading a poem; it destroys the whole spirit of the thing. Judging by the weather forecast we shall need poetry to cheer us up tomorrow (and warm winter woollies too).