Fourth day

It has to dry now. The tiler will be back on Saturday to prepare the now flattened walls before tiling. No makeover-blip tomorrow, then.

I wanted to go cycling today, after the tiler left, but before I was out of the garden, I heard a lot of crashing from my rear wheel. I thought my bicycle was falling apart and returned on my steps. Bert, not really a bicycle repair type, came to the conclusion after continiously turning the wheel and trying to hear the cracking (he has hearing aid), that the a bad axle could be the problem.
Now I have to take my old bike when I would like to go cycling tomorrow. Our bicycle mechanic is on holiday.