Got home last night to find that Mrs RC was half way through the planned bedroom swap.
Our bedroom stuff was in the bathroom.
To move one piece of furniture we had to take of one of the bedroom doors. While we did this I kept singing this song from our childhood:
So yesterday evening was a bit busy, shall we say? Got home, cooked dinner, walked the dogs, helped finish the move, did the dishes, had a couple of beers, passed out in the new room.
On the plus side, Custard seems to be better now, so sorry Shadowthorne, you will have to wait for your poop photos :-)
PROUD PARENT ALERT!!!!
My youngest played cricket for his school yesterday. They played 3 short games against 3 other schools, winning all 3. One of the teams was known to be "the good team", but they trashed them anyway. Maybe modern cricket isn't so boring after all?