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Thursday, 29 March 2018

Men are coming... ,

great excitement! 
Real workmen with pencils behind their ears.
My plan is to knock a dark hall into the kitchen. The two doors to nowhere from the sitting room will be blocked off.  One will be repositioned to make the understairs cupboard into a pantry.  The other will be bricked up. All this sound expensive?  A mere bagatelle my dear reader!  The might that is Lett. is unstoppable.  I did think that we should be here a year before we ventured to do anything major, however living here for four months is time enough for me to at least dip a toe in, get some prices and a general feel for whether my plan is doable?
The man does at least know once the job is done I chill and don’t then constantly want to change things.
Up at our local we have found a kindred spirit builder bloke, he and I talk the same architrave 
language... it’s like Esperanto only more cutting edge.  My, to most other folk ‘old toot’, he totally gets, so much so I am seriously thinking of running away with him?  Only on the off chance I get a cheap price, you understand?
I have a way with words and I have been very clear that I (we) do not want him to bog off halfway through the job.  Builders do have previous for this kind of caper and I for one want to be sure he 
will be faithful!?!



2 comments:

  1. My one grieve with B.... builders is that they start and then disappear for while, then return and leave for a few weeks and it drives me up the blooming wall!

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    1. They have no shame: on their mothers/sisters/daughters lives they will solemnly swear they will NOT leave until the job is done. Then along comes a cash in hand job and suddenly all bets are off.

      LX

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