I've been filling in the gaps between the plasterboard and the beams.
So I've been climbing up one or other of these:
The one in the middle was the one that got my knee a few years ago. I found it after it fell off (presumably) a builder's lorry onto the A20 outside our house in Kent ten or more years ago. The one on the left was inherited from the Moroccan builders, the next one was one of my first purchases in a builders' merchant in France (note the recent accident with a pot of paint visible on its lower steps), the white kitchen one second from the right belongs to Paul, who will probably collect it tomorrow, and the smallest one was inherited (a bit more literally) from my dad.
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