My period of silence since the last post has been in exciting times - US elections, all manner of children trouble, G20 fixing the credit crisis and even a priest punch-up in the holy sepulchre. This is not that uncommon, but it has meant I have had to explain multiple times what the difference is between the Armenian and Greek Orthodox churches (it's Chalcedon, though Wikipedia is out of its depth here).
However, my time has been focused on none of these, but instead on redecorating our flat - more properly, getting other people to do it. My contribution has been limited to choosing paint colours (with spousal supervision). I have learnt:
a) white - terrifyingly - comes in more varieties than I had thought possible
b) when Anna says that our woodwork should be painted white, she doesn't actually mean white, she means off-white, but doesn't say so.
c) handymen are actually as bad as they are portrayed by Flanders and Swann (in lego here)
There's a broader point about the problems of too much choice in some areas and not enough knowledge or skill in others, but I cannot be bothered to make it. I just want my house back in time to host dinner on Wednesday (at the moment, all the common rooms are uninhabitable and the others full of the books I've taken out of the common rooms.
Oh, and the white I chose was this one.
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(a) When you say you had to explain multiple times about the Armenians and the Greeks do you actually mean you had to explain it 3 times to me?
(b) I did say off-white. You just weren't listening.
Your beloved wife.
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