Stop right now. Thank you very much

Greetings, Blandies!

(I’m thinking we could sell t-shirts for Bland Designs. You know, a big “I *heart* Bland Designs” sort of thing. I’d price them very reasonably for you. Frankly, given the hours of hilarity I’ve given you, it’s the least you could do). 

Anyway, back to bidness, as they say. 

You may not have realised from the super subtle post title, but stopping has, err, started;

You must start stopping without stopping stopping, then you can stop stopping. Once the stopping is stopped, it’s done 

Presumably (as we haven’t heard), Jedward from the council is back at work (huzzah) and signed off the postline inspection. 

Also, some of the bathroom bits have been put in;

Call me unconventional, but I think I prefer the bath in the bathroom to the bath in the garage. I know, crazy right? 

And in another shocking revelation, the sparky came and did this;

Shocking! Geddit? Cos it’s electrical stuff. 

Plus the sinks and powerpack rangehoods have gone to the kitchen makers. (Remember the sinks? From way back in the blog? So long ago. We were so young then. So carefree. Perhaps a little naive. But so full of hope.  What happened to us, blog?)

Sorry, I may have drifted slightly. Oh yes, kitchens. Due to install last week of March. Choice. 

So, “what are the next bits?”, I hear you ask. Please save all questions till the end, but since you’ve asked;

The stoppers need to stop stopping and start stopping Cos the stopping needs to go. 

Then, hopefully, painters will be in. 

All going well, the hard floors will then go in, and

Then the kitchens. 

So a busy time ahead (constrained primarily by waiting for things to dry; plaster, paint, my jokes, the whole works) but rest assured, my delicate snowflakes, I’ll keep you informed just as much as I can be bothered. 

Adios Blandies. Let me know about the t-shirts, yeah?