But a good day to strap on a hard-hat and demolish something?
The knocking started at 8am and now, 6pm, there is a lovely layer of dust on every single thing in every single room. It looks like this morning’s fog has come into the house… crept under the closed doors… and infiltrated our breaths.
Luckily, in the midst of the mist, deliveries also started. Wood beams and all sorts of stuff that two weeks ago I wouldn’t even have known the English term for – now I know the French! lol