All Sorts

My chauffeur waiting while I try to capture the beautiful golden light on the lake, on our way home from the Land.

He's managed to hold up the insulation and start screwing up the ceiling boards; I've been trying to keep ahead with sanding and whitewashing them - see extra.

I invited the former owner of the Land to come up and see what we've been doing - hadn't really seen him since his wife's party. We wandered about asking questions about all sorts, including local politics - he's the leader of the Communist Party and there's an election coming up... interesting to listen to.