Blurred Vision.

Having finished yesterday barely and to bare weight on my left foot this morning Mrs A S walked the dogs  while I started the finishing coats on the three ceilings that needed to be ready for Wednesday. 
White on white on a ceiling is not good for one, feeling quite sickly by the end, not sure if its  paint smell the trouble seeing the coat you are applying or angle of ones neck during the application.
Got them done and managed a little lens time, however I have been told that I must state that these "bindweed" trumpets are not in our garden.....! Nod nod wink wink........!