Few beers last night. Feeling as rough as old boots this morning. But not sure if it was that or the repainting of the workshop floor with Nige. Nige's feeling a little worse too, but he'd forgone the pub outing. I wish I'd followed suit, I've not felt this bad in a looong time 
The workshop repaint has been underway for the last few weekends, Nige and Nige staying back after closing on a Saturday to move things around and paint. It's looking very smart now, a professional, clean and tidy feel. Amazing what a lick of paint will do. I can remember, as part of my Saturday job chores for Dad, painting the floor with the stickest, stinkiest red industrial floor paint. And, yes, not always thinking it through, and painting myself into a corner 
The place is looking really tidy and clean once more. And with the new chap starting soon, Nige and Mum will hopefully have a little more time to sort out all the other little bits and bobs. Oh, and I need to sort a long weekend up there to go through all my little bits, like the, er, 16V engine, cough...
