Purge

We had a real purge on the vicarage and swept and cleaned it.

We fixed up a light in the basement toilet by running an extension cable from the ground floor landing down the basement stairs, and Lee and I cleaned out one of the toilets which someone—Susie we think—had shat in, with the result that shit and paper hung from the broken pipe in the wall. The smell was awful and I was nearly sick.

I’ve also rigged my room up with electricity, using the yards of cable we stole from The Regency pub near the Planning Department offices.