outside, in what I occasionally and humorously refer to as the workshop? Things are different there. I know where everything is but can still fail to find it. I would claim to be a chap of relentless good humour, but a half-hour wasted online ordering parts that I’ve not only ordered before but can remember receiving, using, and then storing carefully away does produce a certain irritation. This attack of the irritables almost forced me to listen to BBC News for an update on current affairs, just to help me get my irritation at lost parts
