First Thing I Was At Kai's Home,

to meet Mr. Sander, 

he was going to sand and varnish Kai's parquet flooring on the hall and two rooms downstairs, but first some bad news, in the bay window many of the tiles had damp beneath them, not a huge problem but they will have to dry out and a waterproof membrane applied, 

Mr. Sander arrived with a impressive show of equipment, 

all looking very professional, 

the start of the first rooms floor, the sander incorporated a hoover, so although there was some dust it was very minimal, 

after he started I made a move for home, just as Diana left for work, 

I decided to mount a couple of panoramas amongst other things today, so cut out mount to take the photograph, double sided tape, mounting tape, cutting board, craft knife and steel rule and I was set to go, 

cut down a backing board, 

attach double sided tape, 

remove other side of tape, 

stick on photograph, this keeps the photograph flat and avoids damage from the rear, 

stick the backing board with photograph attached to the black faced cut out mount, 

and here it is, 

I actually mounted two prints, 

one of the Colosseum, 

and one of the lavender field at Castle Farm, the black mounting board with a white interior showing I think gives a nice look to them, it was by now time for my evening read and meal,

first a sherry and a read, 

followed by a beef hot pot, 'Cheers!', after which a film, 

Deep Blue Sea, which was actually quite good, although it soon became obvious what the pecking order would be, re who the sharks would attack next and who would survive, then a all time favorite of mine,

 The Charge of the Light Brigade, I had watched it some time before, this is what I commented then:

'watching the ineptitude of our leaders in this film it is a surprise we won anything! there is of course the poem, The Charge of the Light Brigade by Alfred, Lord Tennyson,

Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. 'Forward the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns!' he said: Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. 'Forward, the Light Brigade!' Was there a man dismayed? Not though the soldier knew Some one had blundered: Theirs not to make reply, Theirs not to reason why, Theirs but to do and die: Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them Cannon in front of them Volleyed and thundered; Stormed at with shot and shell, Boldly they rode and well, Into the jaws of Death, Into the mouth of Hell Rode the six hundred. Flashed all their sabres bare, Flashed as they turned in air Sabring the gunners there, Charging an army, while All the world wondered: Plunged in the battery-smoke Right through the line they broke; Cossack and Russian Reeled from the sabre-stroke Shattered and sundered. Then they rode back, but not Not the six hundred. Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon behind them Volleyed and thundered; Stormed at with shot and shell, While horse and hero fell, They that had fought so well Came through the jaws of Death, Back from the mouth of Hell, All that was left of them, Left of six hundred. When can their glory fade? O the wild charge they made! All the world wondered. Honour the charge they made! Honour the Light Brigade, Noble six hundred! with the famous line, Theirs not to reason why, Theirs but to do and die,' after which Diana arrived home, so feet up for a coffee and a chat whilst we watched a Life on Mars, rounding off the evening with a It Ain't Half Hot Mum, before we were off to bed.