Today my house is home to two workmen who are installing new windows, fascias, soffits, guttering, and a flat roof; this is day three of four days of work. My wife babysat the house for the first two days and I've got the final two days. The final two days… of TERROR! I don't like having strangers in my house. To be perfectly frank I don't like having anyone in my house.
So, to distract myself from the stomping, banging, drilling, more stomping, clanking, clanging, heavier banging, thumping, and knocking (feel free to add your own favourite onomatopoeic word here as it's probably happening too (not moo, though; that would be daft)) taking place in all the rooms I'm not hiding in here are a few photos from a short jaunt to Brighton that took place over the weekend.
Look at the pretty sea! And the seagulls! Ignore the scary men in the house! And relax.
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