Not me, the kitchen ceiling. To be fair we bought it like this. The plasterer is coming today and will be here for a while. The whole thing’s coming down, he’s doing the walls and I was thinking of asking if he could plaster the floor too so as to save a protracted What To Put On The Floor debate.
The blog is going to go all WIP on you this week on account of stress needing an outlet. There’s going to be dust, there’s even more heaps of disarray than usual and I have already needed to start the Aberlour Single Malt (but not this morning, obviously).