Little else is happening with me just now. I did manage to put together a colour scheme to paint the hall that all the cosmonauts could agree on - cream and British racing green, but I don't want to think about actually doing the actual painting, or rather the preparation, which will require a lot of sugar soaping holes and cracks being repaired. Anyway, we can do nothing until we get the damn shower fixed, which, the builders not having given us a date, may not be until after Xmas now. Bah!
Oh well, now I going to watch Lawrence Llewellyn-Bowen. Homefront feels like about the level of my intellect just now.