Shadows.

So I stayed in yesterday waiting for the man to come and fit the vinyl for the bathroom floor. He arrived bearing exactly the same piece of vinyl he brought last week. The wrong one. He apologised and took it away again. 

I phoned this morning to be given an abject apology and the explanation that it was someone else's fault. They will try a third time next Tuesday... 

B@st@rds. 

Today I started on the wardrobe. I still haven't finished the cushion cover, nor the skirting boards, but I am fed up and wanted something simple and easy to clean up. 

This after noon I met with C2 who is renting C1's flat and we went for a coffee. There is a new bookshop on Montrose Terrace, I hope it finds a niche. 

A more relaxed evening.