I didn’t quite make it out of here in time to avoid the disruption caused resulting from Andy’s latest bonus splurge: a full scale kitchen refit. Ironically it now looks like I will be in my new place (touch wood), just after they have completed the renovation and left Andy with a brand new, sparking kitchen – so fucking typical!

Our old kitchen that has served us so well for over a decade (yeah right!) was ripped out within a day and dumped out in the skip.

You may also note that the skip has been placed on the front garden crushing the 4 ft thistles we had been cultivating (see here for more on the garden). The front garden is going to be done straight after the kitchen is finished incidentally.

Here are a couple more shots of our now empty kitchen.

As we have no kitchen, it means we have nowhere to cook or wash up, so we have everything we need packed into the lounge, including the fridge and, most essentially of course, the kettle.

You will also note that Guinness can now watch TV whilst eating her food. Andy and I in the meantime are living off microwavable meals and takeaways, eaten off of plastic plates so we have no washing up to do. What’s changed I hear you cry?