Day 36,37: The mystery toolbox

Nothing monday; today I talked to Ian, who had spoken to BtB, who promises, perhaps, plasterers next thursday. Hmmm.

Back at home, I discover an open tool box! Excitement. Assuming its not the toolbox fairy, someone has been building. But what? Nothing seems to have changed. But... someone (probably Gavin) has been doing some work levelling the top of the soakaway, which now has raw earth needing a few inches of topsoil and grassing. Or... shall we make it a flower bed? Perhaps we should.

Presumably someone will be along for the toolbox (we already have the electricians radio). I put it inside, to keep it dry.

Meanwhile, E falls backwards off he bike and cuts her finger on the mesh on the wall, which will remain insanely dangerous until rendered over.