A good day

A good day here at the moment, weather-wise, is one in which it doesn't rain at all and a very good day is one in which we get to see the sun, albeit for a few minutes only. As I said to Keith this morning, we worked hard to get a tan (he still has the scars to prove it!) and now it's all but faded in the three weeks we've been back.
However, a good day for me  is also one in which I get a new client and today I have had requests from, not one but two!
Just to keep things in balance, however, Elder Daughter requested an emergency loan of a chunk of money to ensure that they have wheels for their current holiday in Italy.
I'd better get a decent bottle of vino rosso out of it!
Keith, of course, wants a stick of rock with 'Italy' written all the way through it. I'm not sure he believed me when I told him that is not going to happen...

Plaster board and dust

So, we're still no further forward on the British Gas smart meter front and I've given up making non-existent appointments with them...