iconfactory

Check this: the iconfactory are renewing their website, and they have a very nifty "under construction" front page...

I rather appreciate it - living on a construction site myself :)

bathroom

So... we started renovating our bathroom. Not very nice at all, thank you. We removed all the false walls and the false ceiling - and found dirty laundry as isolation material. Some mouse droppings as well. The picture below shows the current, stripped, room.

Things to be done: remove the old floor planks, check the floor beams, if necessary make them level, construct new false wals and ceiling - including redoing all the electricity, water and sewage pipework, and last but not least place a new shower cabin, bath, two sinks and some cupboards. And a new toilet.

One more thing: in order to place all these nice new bathroom furnitures, we (I) have to redo all the sewage pipes from the bathroom down to the ground floor, outside. Nice, nice.

tools

So, it is done. We own a house. There is a lot of work to be done though - and for a good job, one needs good tools.

Like this heavy drill, this pendulum jigsaw or this cordless drill/screwdriver. I can't help it, I really like powertools :) Too bad they're so expensive.

In fact I like all well-made tools; give me Facom anytime! I have 40 year old Facom wrenches at home, daily used in my grandfather's a bike shop for over 20 years - and still looking like new...

In a bit I'll be able to tell what exactly we're going to do in the house, for now I only want to use my tools a bit.

shit

The Italians won. And it's 32°C in here.
I think I'll be sick tomorrow.

Leffe

Belgium melts away in a heatwave. So, being in the overheaterd capital, we have lots of drinks. One of the places we frequently visited, conveniently located just a few hundred meters away, is the Leffe Cafe. Not a very trendy place, but tourists have not really discovered it yet, and they have draught Leffe.

Well... I'm afraid Leffe Cafe will have to do without us in the future - can you imagine being chased away for not wanting to have a dinner? In a fucking PUB - at 10 pm, 31°C outside? I mean, who do they think they are? If we want to eat out, we'll go to a real restaurant!