I fear that my previous post was a tad optimistic. There hasn't been a single chunk knocked out of the walls of the house across the street. The contractors seem to spend their whole time sitting in their vans, engine running, heater on, drinking canned coffee. I am beginning to think they could well be ex Dublin County Council workers. If it was a little warmer out they'd probably be leaning on shovels.
Don't have time to write much tonight as it is a special somebody's seventh birthday tomorrow and myself and Sanae are busy putting the final touches to the balloon collage. And fireworks display. Not to mention the laser show. Come join us tomorrow when there will be creamy and strawberry jam sponge cake for one and all.
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