Our living room has turned into a mini building site.
We are in the process of having the old fireplace (which requires expensive wood and coal and a lot of time and effort) replaced.
In its place will go a new and simple gas fireplace that won’t turn my hands dirty with soot and ash.
So whilst the living room is full of dust, power tools and hammers – not ideal for two small children – the girls have been invited into mum and dad’s bedroom to play until the living room is more habitable.
Our bedroom isn’t the biggest but most of the time, thanks to my partner Serena, it is tidy.
It’s also the one part of the house that my daughters don’t normally have access to.
All I’ll say is that after just 30 minutes of play in our bedroom, it looked like we’d set a few wild monkeys loose.
I’m still looking for the earphones to my iPod, the TV remote control has also gone missing and I was woken up the other night when I rolled over on to a Barbie doll.