It looked for a brief shining moment that I was having an Austerlitz but after a long wearying retreat from Moscow I have met my Waterloo.
Le Grande Armee of the Republic of Home Theatre has been defeated and its General has capitulated.
The construction work on the front room is complete, the French Doors are fitted and all is in preparation for its transformation to a scrapbooking room.
Today was spent attempting to sell off some possessions at a garage sale - not much luck today though.
This will only delay the inevitable however, and the plans for a long workbench are in place. I'm planning a workbench of my own - in the garage. $90 for a sheet of ply and a carton of beer for a mate of mine who is a handyman and I'll have a long work and coffee roasting bench.
But either way Mrs Grendel's scrapping palace will proceed over the ashes of my home theatre empire - I have even provided war reparations and bought a split system air conditioner so that she can scrap in comfort. . .