The moment of truth

Tonight is the night – I hope.

We’re off to see the geometra – all I know is that it is about the house. I have no idea what we are going to discuss or what he is going to say to us. But hopefully it will be something along the lines of “Forget pian, piano – we are going to get this house up quicker than you can say ‘it-all-seems-to-be-moving-backwards-to-me.’”