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day 2 of the cave
drove back to HSS
swopped HILTI for industrial floor sander
i hate these machines
started going at the ugly lip
lucy caught a train up to come help
took broken floor sander back to HSS and got another
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sanded, easy-filled and cleared up some

half way house
lunch at 'chicken shop' in the sun outside, with bubbly
'are you working?' said the waitress
'no', i replied with a smile, 'we are independently wealthy persons of leisure'
there were so many white paint chips up my nostrils and white powder all over my face, i probably did look like i'd been having a daytime party
but for the filthy clothes i was in
returned to dust and mop up as much as we could before heading back to kent to take maximum to his first tae kwondo lesson
elaborate flying kicks of limited value
do not fear: the bunker will be returned to its dust free, perfectly smooth painted self very soon...
jem texted to say 'you must be fit as a butcher's dog doing all this manual labour'
but no
the herculean tasks at home and work will have to stop soon
i'm knackering myself
issue of the moment is both knees and an unexplained pain in my foot which today has turned into one of my toes going numb.
oh