Torture Chamber

or Panic Room. Have almost forgotten what we're supposed to be creating down there.
Would love to pull out all the nails and cobwebs in the joists, maybe they'll let me tomorrow.... there again it's going to be warm and sunny and my mum has come to keep me company. Think we'll grab a deckchair in Spinningfields instead and watch people getting very hot and bothered in London on the big screen.