Arf at Big Tilly Nance 
I'm a Richard fan myself, but suspect Luis may creep up on the rails. I also had to watch Bake Off on catchup this evening, as we had to go into school for a GCSE Support Evening.
Unfortunately, things didn't quite go according to plan; as we were pulling into the school car park DH took a corner rather too flamboyantly, absolutely thumped clipped a kerb, and managed to puncture BOTH tyres on one side of the car. 
So he attended the talk while I stood outside and phoned the AA. Actually, they were marvellously efficient; a very naice man turned up within 30 minutes, towed the car round the corner to Kwikfit, then took both of us home again. But what a numpty.
Wilbur, your kitchen sounds exactly like ours before we replaced it. We had a yellow and blue patterned lino on the floor that was so "busy" that if you dropped something you'd never find it again. Sweetcorn was indeed particularly well camouflaged. We had a nasty yellow artex ceiling, and beige floral tiles that the previous owners never bothered to grout. They did seal the edges, though, lavishly, with great gobs of sealant in a disgusting chocolate brown colour.
We are on the cusp of ordering stuff for the bathroom. A fitted unit thing for loo and basin, as the room is small and narrow, but we will indulge the DCs' longing for a fancy pants tap, as we found a nice one in the sale. But my brain is hurting with the possible permutations of tiles, flooring and paint.
Crem - I think maybe the physio has to hurt. Surely it's good hurt, no? DH has a sore back at the moment but won't do anything about it, just smears himself in Ralgex and stinks the bedroom out.