The refrigerator has been spoken for by one of the cabinetmakers, but the crap dishwasher and even worse exhaust hood are bound for the dump, as is the crap cabinetry. Habitat for Humanity can do a lot to refurbish useful stuff, but they have to start with stuff that was of good quality when it was new.

Chaos reigns supreme on Inverkip Avenue, with contractors' trucks parked higgledy-piggledy all over the place. I am not the only resident with a reno project; the folks across the street have a table saw on the driveway and their own crew of guys in steel-toed boots.

With both bathroom sinks and the kitchen sink gone, I am left with only the sink in the loo by the front door; consequently, my toothbrush has decamped to Brother Andrew's house, along with the doohickey for recharging my Apple watch.

I was so tired and wired last night that I skipped choir practice and went to bed early after a small Scotch. Today I feel better, despite the mess.