I made a little progress today.

Yes, I now have the first sheet of plasterboard on the wall in the bedroom. Mind you, it wasn't until late afternoon that I got as far as doing that.

This morning was ... errr ... rather a late start and after breakfast I went and cut up a huge pile of wood. The deeper I dig into the lean-to the worse the quality of wood seems to be and it's taking ages for it to catch light, so I cut a huge pile of the old laths that were on the barn roof. They should burn like Billio. I want to empty the lean-to as you know so I reckon I'll use a half-load of that with a half-load of old laths each time I fill up the woodstove.

I was just about to cut my hair, seeing as it's all nice and clean, but Terry turned up. He'd been hedge-trimming at The Beguiled and so he came round to look at the bedroom. While he was here we measured up the windows for the bedroom and the bathroom and one day this week when Terry and Liz are going to Montlucon I'll tag a ride and go and buy the windows.

After that, the hair-cutting recommenced but A DISASTER. I somehow managed to walk on my no1 fitting. And so after many hours of messing around with that I ended up ... errr ... shaving my head with the thing and that was that.

Lunch at 15:30 (I was rather carried away,  wasn't I?) followed by finishing the odds and ends of insulation in the bedroom, and then fitting the first sheet of plasterboard. And then I lost the light. But with the meeting of the Anglo-French group being in St Eloy and me needing some shopping, I went early into there and took the opportunity of doing a load of washing in the launderette. It's going to be ages before I'll have the weather conditions suitable to do any washing here.

And now it's gone cold again. And they are talking of snow for Thursday. But at least I've now restocked with food, I've plenty of wood and gas, so what more do I need?

A few days of bright brilliant sunshine would be nice.