Miserable wet start to the day, with fine rain billowing across from all directions. The Gorse Fox was hoping to go for a walk up Cissbury Ring today, but seems a bit pointless as the clouds are so low and the mist such that there would be nothing to see. So will have to shuffle the plans and perhaps go tomorrow.
Plans changed again... or should I say evolved. The Silver Vixen wants additional light in the room where she stitches up a storm. We determined the light should provide task lighting, and be secreted beneath a floating shelf. Ah! This would mean a trip to the DIY stores...
We couldn't find a floating shelf. We couldn't decide on the type of light. The Gorse Fox then decided he could construct a floating shelf, and set about denuding the shelves of timber, ply and mdf. We also decided on a light. Progress.
Well, progress of a sort. The Gorse Fox still had to make the floating shelf. Several hours later we have several piles of sawdust, and the rudiments of floating shelf... and a niggling concern regarding the influence of gravity on the design. Need to sleep on this one.
Spurs failed to overcome Chelsea, which annoyed me... but then I heard that forces of darkness (Arsenal) had been beaten. This was enough to make me dance a jig. I didn't actually dance the jig... but, well you know!
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