In which Sean unearths a hidden door in our medieval tower that no living soul has ever seen and I, erm, clean some windows and rafters.
Not to be outdone, here is a video of my arm scraping centuries of soot and paint from a beam.
And here I’m concentrating assiduously on cleaning the windows (which isn’t really true because I was taking this selfie but the windows did eventually get clean).
At the end of the day, on our way back to the airbnb in a nearby village, we got a flat. Sean being Sean, he immediately had his warning triangle propped on the road and his reflective vest on, the wheel removed in no time. The cool thing is, out of the 8 cars that drove by, 2 stopped and asked if we needed help, if there was anything they could do.