My bedroom today

The man is being really kind, as far as he can be while doing this. He’s made as little mess as you possibly could in here, and I’m able to sleep here tonight. He’s older than a person doing really hard physical work should be. Whoever decided to raise retirement age to 67 no doubt sat at a desk and did not envisage what it would be like for plasterers, plumbers, carpenters, bricklayers and so on. I have to stop myself helping him carry out the rubble bags. Getting close to halfway now. Starting to think about decorating, where to start, what colours and so on