The decorator has finished at Number 14 for the time being. He'll have to come back to do the dining room and kitchen but not until after half term. He came down this afternoon and did our stairs and landing. Just need to order some carpet now. This is by far the most patterned paper I've ever chosen in my life and even though it reminds me of something my nanna would have had I really like it.
Amy has been baking at school today. She has to make a tray bake for her GCSE exam so over the next few months I think we'll be seeing a lot of these. She made a 3 layered one, Victoria sponge, creme pat, and raspberry jam, all made from scratch. It's enough to get the grade she wants but she'd like to add another layer. She isn't sure what though. Any ideas are more than welcome.
Tonight was parent's evening for Thomas. We get allocated 5 minutes but his teacher obviously pays no heed to time limits as she was running 20 minutes late and spent nearly 20 minutes with us. We didn't really have much to say or ask but she's very thorough which I like. I've sat in a parent's evening at Thomas' last school with an alarm clock on countdown, which is the most off putting thing ever. Anyway, Thomas is doing very well and there are no causes for concern which is good to hear.
With no Bake Off or Dr Foster to watch tonight I'm feeling at a bit of a loose end. I'm going to watch Homes for Veterans though and see if Wills and Harry are as good as I am at DIY.
Then I might retire early to bed with my book. Poor Ove, he's 59, his wife died 6 months ago and he's been made redundant. He's tried to commit suicide 3 days on the run so he can be with her, but keeps getting interrupted at the crucial moment. It sounds a bit of a depressive read but it's actually very good.
Spurred on by Rachelradiostar to paint the concrete I went out and bought some paint today. The bit I've done so far looks really good so I'll be posting yet another photo tomorrow. Truthfully, I'm beginning to bore myself now with all these DIY photos, but a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.