A letter of complaint is a lovely thing

And we make a specially lovely one today.
Decorated with a picture of the hole in our pebble dashing (and you know, if I do a picture it'll be a lovely one). Accompanied by a lengthy and detailed description of phone calls made and responses received and worded as only Barney knows how (then transcribed and much improved by me).

In triplicate.

That'll teach them!

It took ages!

So did this but I feel it was worth it. The sky was all flat and white so I added another, more interesting one. It's the cutting out of the tiny bits in between leaves that takes the time (even after using all photoshop's lovely magic selection tools there are always a hundred flecks of the wrong colour left floating around).
As for the fiddle, it's calling me.
Learning all the tiny notes in between the big plain ones is what takes the time...but it's got to be worth it?

And I've got GB from 3.30 till 5.30 tomorrow. Oh that will be fun. She'll be leading Grandma a merry dance or few.