Did I tell you that, when Harvey was struggling to stand up on our wooden floors, someone gave us a nice rug for the hall? Well, they did, and it was in very good condition but we didn't want it any more so I put it on Freecycle. A man came to collect it yesterday.
He came in and explained that he was recently divorced and was collecting things for his house and doing it up. 'As I see you are,' he said.
I stared at him blankly for an instant. Then I realised.
Remember back in about April - just checked and it was February - when we started decorating the hall? It's painted above the wotsit but still waiting for paper below. You forget you're living under these conditions until it's pointed out to you by someone with fresh eyes.
I can't believe we've been like this since February. I need a man about the house.