I can't hear anything.
My Dad is doing something wondrous and never-ending with paper.
I can only assume it's to do with getting the toilet floor recarpeted, or putting down lino or tiles or whatever the current plan is.
He was measuring and making paper shapes last weekend, and I got tuts and moans for wanting to get my tea ready, because the paper template was on the kitchen floor.
However yesterday and today there has been more measuring and I assume more templates - I can't be arsed to go and look. I can only assue that right now he is rolling a template up, as there is a HUGE rattling and rustling sound that has been going on for quite a while. I cannot hear the radio over it.
Either that or he has created an enormous paper bag and is having fun rolling around in it while Mum is out.
That is over since I started typing this post, but there is still a constant snicker of measuring tape being reholstered. It's driving me crazy. Might have to go and put my earplugs in.
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