day six of my northern excursion. No 1 son's house is full of boxes looking suspiciously like flat pack furniture. So far I have installed a washing machine (including reworking a load of rubbish plumbing) , fixed the loo door so it actually closes and locks. Replaced an internal door frame (which to be fair I had to destroy to get our old corner settee in), stripped wallpaper, prepared and repainted walls, re wall papered and slept on the floor(blow up matress)-bloody knackered. Resorting to northern beer to numb the pain. whatever happens I will be back for saturday's match, he can do his own flatpacks.