Today is Good Friday and we should be relaxing and eating hot coss buns but this morning we went to look at doors. Not just for the bedroom but also for the back door as its' frame has gone rotten. We went to the aptly named Door Warehouse on a nearby trading estate and managed to make three wrong turns on the way there. The choice of doors is amazing and as we were only looking it is more difficult to concentrate the mind on these things. We came away with several brochures and the contact details of three more carpenters/joiners, just in case we hear no more from P.