bricolaging the huge collection of broken glasses lying around the house. Cannibalising things so that a pair with a broken left arm can fix a pair with a missing right arm, that sort of thing.
The Boy, who is currently in foreign, sent me a case of Beer from The Beer Club. No warning. I got a call from Fastway Couriers to say that they had "a parcel" to deliver. I was off-site on my way to work, and we live impossibly remote up a bohereen, off a lane, off a rural road, so I asked the driver to deliver it to O'Shea's of Borris, the