It's the Easter Hol's and the kids need some quality time with Daddy.... oh, and childcare arrangements proving a little fraught this year, so I am out of the office for a week, doing chores. See, quality time.
Still our staircase now looks all shiny and new. After three years of the minx sliding down the bannister and swinging on the newel post the wood was showing through in a few places. I now sit here paint spattered and with hair prematurely white-- lovely and glossy though-- watching the rays of the morning sun glare dazzlingly from the aforesaid woodwork. I'm also a little giddy from the smell of the paint if truth be told, but it's still a bit cold here to throw all the windows open. The minx moans when her teeth start to chatter, and I'm already in trub' for forgetting to close the bathrrom window early enough last night so she wouldn't freeze when she went up -- "mind the paint!"-- to get ready for bed last night.
Tomorrow we head for the wild west-country, and the computer is not invited, so "normal" service will be resumed next week.
Of course meawhile, having done the stairs, the skirting in the hall is looking a bit shabby. Or minx and I could spend some quality father/daughter time while we wait for big brother to come back from "camp", and mummy to get back from the office.
Must dash, I think I can hear the sound of a ten year old stuck to a bannister!