Scaffolding, in time and cricket.

1. The neighbours' scaffolding is a lot more in our garden than I was expecting. But there is a certain grim satisfaction in predicting that it will probably be there for longer than the promised fortnight; and that the scaffolders will certainly come and remove it all on a Sunday morning at 8am.

2. It's a day when I'm wanted in two different places at once -- but I get there just as the dentist calls Nick in.

3. The soft mumbling of cricket commentary tells me that Nick is resting as he should.

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