The drills... the drills, Esmerelda !! (Cue distorted face and imitation of deformed gait...)

Well the Neanderthals have been at it most of the afternoon. The core drill they used to penetrate the wall of the house was a noisy beast... and dusty! They were up and down the roof again time after time. I think they were fitting and sealing the draft cowl to the top of the chimney.

It's funny how these tools seem far louder when someone else is using them, than when you are.

With front and back doors open and the sun going down it's getting quite chilly in the house. Good job the Silver Vixen is out.