Two piles down, one more to go, and then check the points, and put them on a spreadsheet, and…the rest will have to happen tomorrow. But now I think I’ll take a break. Go get my tap shoes. Maybe even take Sam up on his offer of tea. Come back later and finish this battle. You can do it, she said to herself.
What makes a banging noise that’s sort of regular, lasts a few minutes at a time and is repeated irregularly throughout the day? The answer: my neighbour. What on earth is going on there?