Floored

It's been a while since I mentioned the floor. The new floor. Today, it was completed. Just in time. For what, I know not. Perhaps it'll be a fine dancing floor for a Christmas shindig or two.
Which reminds me of another thing I did. I did hing the faither's fiddle on the wall. Anthony Shelmerdine, 1918. I don't like too many things on certain walls but this, I can thole.