In the loft.

Graham has been up into the loft to dismantle the electrics from the conservatory that we are knocking down now that we have our new front door in situ. Whilst up there he asked what I wanted to do with all the boxes of stuff that we put up there when we moved in six years ago. I figured that if we hadn't needed the stuff in six years then we really didn't want it. It took hours and several bouts of cursing to bring it all down. Needless to say, out of ten boxes, at least six have gone back up as they contain things that I "want". There is a large box of glassware that I shall attempt to sell tomorrow at the village coffee morning
The chickens seem to be co existing a little better although scraggy neck is still being picked on and is still naked around the neck.It hasn't stopped her laying though which is good.
I have just finished reading a book called "Mr wroe's virgins" by Jane Rogers. It's about a religious cult that existed in Lancashire in the 1800s. It was very interesting historically.A bit like the idiots in Kansas!
the weather is glorious today , very hot and sunny. It fools you into thinking that the summer starts here?!
Sheila x