Pantry antics

Easter has been slightly crazy with the children stoked with chocolate, my parents staying with us and two sets of holidaying friends with their children flitting in and out of the house. I also took on some work which was a mistake, got flu and ofcourse, lost the car keys for six days. Oh, and I reinstated the pantry. Have broken the news to the builder but have not yet told the architect. The builder did not seem surprised. I am not sure how the architect will feel. We measured it out on the dug out floor. "It's not big enough," I said as I stood in the corner. "I need to be able to go in and shut the door." I think he thought I was joking. I was not joking. I want a lock, light, stool, book, bottle and glass. I always thought the Egyptians were on to something. Maybe, if the architect looks very unhappy, I will tell him that it could have been worse; I could have demanded a pyramid.