the shower screen

The new screen is in place. The main difference from the old screen is you now get a clearer view of whoever's sitting on the toilet. But the design nazi in me sees I made a few mistakes. For one thing, I should have asked them not to fit a handle. These glass doors pivot in or out with fingertip pressure, and are self-centering. Without a clunky handle, it would have a cleaner look.

The shower guy was an absolute sweetie - capable, informative, fast. The acceptable face of proletarianism. He even agreed to take away the heavy old screen and dispose of it, even though that wasn't part of the contract. When I offered him money, he wouldn't take it. But when I put a box of Becks beer into his van, honour was satisfied. I always have proper beer in the garage for giving away. It would be cruel to offer people the 0.5% home brew, which I prefer to keep for myself anyway. I need to keep a clear head for being antisocial.

The home brewed weissbier tasted horrible about a week after bottling, but now it has morphed into a good approximation of the real thing.