been an interesting day. spent the morning acquiring a blister on my hand from chipping mortar off the remains of our garden wall, and this afternoon doing a spot of extremely wonky bricklaying. spending the best part of a sunday around the front garden and pavement meant many conversations with neighbours i'd never met before, including the two directly opposite who i'd only ever seen and not spoken to. one of them is an architect - don't think he was impressed with my skills. many stories of last night's trail of destruction, from several streets away - broken shop window, stolen license plate, many broken trees. they have been apprehended this morning. gives you something to talk about, anyway.
tired arms and hands. i don't do much physical work anymore, i miss that. only mousing makes you feeble.
ETA:going to try
this tomorrow, with none of the right tools...