But I did see the egrets which came for a while on a recent high tide. Such elegant birds.
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The builders who were supposed to be arriving next week have cried off due to Covid-related supply problems. However, the Bathroom Guy is supposedly now over his bout of Covid and subsequent isolation, and in theory should be here next week. I am not holding my breath. Long ago in the optimistic Spring, we thought that the bathroom would be done and dusted by the time D&D rolled around at the end of Oct, but I now doubt the work will even be started. We have hired a little shower-bathroom thing that sits outside, which, the gods of the pandemic allowing, will arrive on Friday, because even if other roleplayers are happy to share one shower and two loos for a week, I have decided I am now old enough and grumpy enough to cry: NO! to that. Annoyingly, you can hire a shower that goes inside the house just in a room (if you have space), but not a toilet. Temporary toilets have to be Outdoors for Reasons of Hygiene. Which is ridiculous really because in the not-bathroom there is a currently ex-toilet (the Once and Future Toilet, one might say, since it will be one again) that is insulated from the mains sewer by the inadequate means of a plastic bag thrust roughly into its gaping maw, which I am pretty sure is also Forbidden but we have lived with that since May and nobody has died yet.
On a tangent, to my enormous if somewhat self-consciously ridiculous pride, I have made a construction of old floorboards and erected upon it a sink, in the room where the boiler lives. I plumbed in the cold water and the waste connection, but am currently stumped by the problem of how to turn off the hot water for long enough to plumb the hot tap in. I was hoping that Bathroom Guy would know how to do this, since presumably he will have to do it to plumb in the Bathroom Things. We shall see.