Yes well. Absolutely beautiful cycling day, 15°C with a max of 28° forecast and light wind. But no, must get on with the barn door. Went out after breakfast, got set up and drove screws for a solid hour, inside to out. Then MrsT comes home from shopping, looks at what I've done and says "but you already did those from the other side".
Closed everything up, came in, had an espresso. Have to go get some more screws now mañana. Nah, Wednesday. Or next week. Fuck it.