Spurred on by activity from the airconditioning technician who replaced the annoyingly noisy part of one of my aircons, and by the fridge man who replaced a section of the ice-making machine on Friday, I called my furniture maker to see whether he could replace the cane underneath one of the dining room chairs, which would have given way to the next occupant, and he turned up on Saturday after lunch to take details.
I then decided to attend to a few other minor outstandings, including cleaning the pair of white urns in alcoves on either side of the front entrance, and the glass shelves upon which they reside. Most people would cherish a Saturday for other activities, but I always like the maid-free environment to attend to things that are best left to me because of their potential for disaster.
The devil is in the detail, and idle hands make the devil's work.
And cleanliness is next to godliness.
And it's clearly time to find more gainful employment, which may be presenting itself in the form of an interior decoration project in Saigon.