Snuggly buggly at home with a Mish fish pie & movie

Nothing earth shattering to report this evening...waiting for tea to brew and for Mish to email her niece before we watch a DVD...aaah, Thursday night ('tis almost Friday!):

• house window frames getting painted by a sweet Vietnamese guy (plus a bit of bogging where a great soft chunk of one frame dropped out - oops, that was vintage 1959 - there could be more of that on the south side)
• front door is also going to get a lick of paint; the interior designer is baulking at the vivid crimson tester she's taped to the outside of the door (but it looks GREAT!)
• Mish doing a bit of outside window frame scrubbing, one step ahead of the painter...
• ...and happily mowing our square inch of emerald turf with her new handmower (between showers)
• had to make a service call for the dishwasher the day after we bought it for heaven's sake (all good - that's what happens when two amateurs tackle whitegoods plumbing and get their power tools out in a small kitchen)
• van having intermittent blinker issues (yes it works; no it doesn't; yes it works really fast; no it doesn't)
• bike blew over today (wasn't on it - hooray). I'd taken the van to work cause the weather was a bit windy rainy grey miz, and Mish didn't need it. Picked the bike up when I got home and no damage; we continue to dream of a garage - but we won't build one (next house, we say)
• Mish doing pilates; me doing yoga
• both of us going off John Key (the NZ prime misery)
• we started a flax weaving course at night school this week and wove putiputi flowers from one flax leaf (whenu)- more on this anon 
• southerly roaring through tonight...