However, on the first day, our boys (father, son plus nice electrician man) have done good.
Our old kitchen isn't with us anymore. Well, I say that. It's actually moved to the front of our house.
As a Lego expert, even Charlotte doesn't think she'd be able to put it back together.
Meanwhile, what's left behind isn't pretty.
It looks like I might have to splash out on a second tin of paint.
Our crack (crash, bang) team return at 8am tomorrow.