Parp and Blart

 

It's England, it's 52.6 deg. North, the City Hall clock reads 3:28PM and the sun disappears below the horizon.

All's well and peaceful at the castle. The nasty modern materials in the picture will become the roof over the much needed wc block. The new stuff outside the keep is Gabriela, Erin and Dan's kingdom. I tried to persuade them to put a proper lead roof on the wc block but they pointed out that it would cost many thousands more and besides, you cannot see the roof from anywhere (unless you actually jump off the battlements directly above it).

Inside the keep (my kingdom), the archæology is protected and the old floors cleared out ready for the restoration of Henry 1st's palace.

I decided on a whim to have the boys make up some alpenhorns …

Actually they're the connectors between the rainwater downpipes and the existing sewer but we all enjoyed parping and blarting down them … as you do.

At Bloody Last …

Finally …

After weeks of faff and blather and daily commuting to bloody Cambridge, we've moved into our temporary orifice while the builders bugger up our old building.

I still have no interweb at home but at least I can post from the orifice now.

This is our little side office off the main room. That's Simon on the left, looking uncharacteristically stern, then Dan the mad Viking with his man-bun and David D with a head even shinier than mine. Emily and Erin couldn't be arsed to turn up and unpack their boxes.

I've got my mug of coffee and my little wooden cathedral so I'm settling in nicely. It's only a three minute walk to the castle from here so expect an update soon.