The builder came to knock down a horrid old concrete barbecue area by the terrace. Instead he knocked down the eighteenth century brick wall next to it.
Mid-morning and the landscape gardeners announce there is no more they can do until the trenches dug by the government cess pit men are filled in. As a parting gesture they cleverly unload an enormously large pile of gravel in the middle of the driveway.
Much moving of furniture for the decorators. 'The font' is delighted to find a pair of antique shaker candlesticks in the basement. Apparently we bought these in San Francisco thirty years ago and they've not seen the light of day since. Where we are going to put a pair of candlesticks five feet high has not been explained to me.