Otherwise the part of the job where I replace the roof of the channel down the side of the ceramic tray of the down stairs shower. The channel which accommodates the cold water intake and which is full of polystyrene widgets against the cold. The roof which had not been moved for 25 years and had got stuck. That is to say that I was unable to move one of the two screws holding it in place and was reduced to demolition. Maybe if I had moved the screws every five years or so, just to keep them sweet.
Luckily I had a suitable piece of brown wood, a relic of a piece of north London brown wood furniture, possibly originally made in one of the factories down the Lea Valley. West African mahogany which really is brown, rather than the rather more common stained pine.
A reasonably complicated shape, but it is now, having been cut into place, swinging in the breeze while the (very smelly) undercoat dries. Its blue predecessor is visible behind.
By my current standards, a reasonably major operation, taking up a good part of the morning.
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