Life as we know it has ground to a halt this week.  No freshly picked vegetables turned into mouthwatering dishes, because I no longer have a cooker.  No relaxing around our dining room table because it’s buried under power-tools and dust.  Ping-cuisine and hiding upstairs is the order of the day, or avoiding home as much as possible.  You may have guessed it, we’re having a new kitchen installed.  And is it going smoothly?  Well, do these things ever go smoothly.

Oh, and there’s no hanging out in the garden either, Pete’s building our new deck out there.