There's been a flurry of activity this morning/early afternoon.
The landlady turned up with a brickie to see what could be done about the garden wall that the tree was pushing over. They think it ought to come down entirely and be rebuilt.

Then I called a car body workshop (what they'd call a coachworks back in the day and what the company call themselves too, I was pleased to observe) to see if they needed an appointment for giving my car a once-over for quotation purposes. They advised such formalities were not necessary so I off I toddled to the outskirts of Watford going past RAF Northolt and having a gander at Ruislip high street on the way.
As an aside, did you know that Gander is the name for the oceanic airspace between the east coast of Canada and roughly halfway across the Atlantic?
I also called a local independent optometrist to make an appointment for a sight examination.
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