The end is nigh.

Really are getting close to the end of the building works.

The kitchen is in and very nice except can never find anything as now (mostly) in cupboards and not on the floor, garage, cellar etc as prev.

The "snug" is now really quite pleasant, previously green walls, red panelling and the infamous slidey shutter.

Am once more sanding floors, the dining room and the sitting room. Great money saving venture this time to use a bin liner to replace the bags that collect the sawdust. You have to pay for these (14p each) so everyone always uses them till they are so worn they explode to much hilarity, unless you happen to be the poor sawdust covered fool who has been pushing the bastard machine (me). So Neil reckons a bin liner "would do the trick". Of course the frigging thing puffs up like a hot air balloon leaving me unable to get anywhere near the sander and the monster thing being unable to get within 2 foot of any wall, structure etc. Abandoned as a false economy. Poor Mick has been plastering in the room below looks a bit shell shocked.

Neil has built an amazing new deck to replace the rotten old one on the back of the building.

Nice having a glass of wine sitting there of an evening. Or would be if it wasn't so cold.

So all the furniture is pretty much sorted out so will soon be able to get rooms all "dressed" and get some photo's done for the website and start advertising!

Look at this fantastic chair.

Was very tatty black cat scratched pvc but now recovered (thanks Helen) in 50's retro velvet. We hace 2 of these and getting old sofa recovered in simaler fabric all to go in the sitting room.

Very unfortunated incident with the old dog. Developed a massive infection in has bad leg that formed a large abscess. Which unfortunately burst on the lovely white bedding we'd borrowed from the laundry company we will be using when we are open. Have had to wash it before returning it for them to wash. So he is on antibiotics and has been on steroids which are great for a few days then he turns into a manic steroid fiend, ravenously hungry, thirsty, scary glint in his eye and a general pain in the arse. And he now has a great big hole in his leg so whenever you take him out people look at him then at you then at him again and say ooh poor dog that looks sore etc just that bit too loudly. Am either going to walk him after dark or get a tshirt that says I know and he's seen a vet so piss off and mind your own business. Bastards.

We buy a lot of the furniture etc from the local auction house. And soft toys (Neil). This is Bing Bear who is really rather sweet except feel a bit sorry for him as looks a bit lost and confused. And his expression never changes, even when Dennis tries to eat him. Also bought a big stone bear statue for the garden. Horrors are we going to have a bear themed guest house.

AND we think Moleskin may have caught a Mouse. There was definately a lot of scampering about the other night. And there was a dead one next to her when we got up. Neil reckons she just claimed one of Blackies for her own. She was spotted on the green the other day - getting very brave.

And as ever a picture of Dennis to finish.

Handsome dog.