15th December 2017
Pete the plasterer was at the cottage bright and early, I had use him before, he remembered the long walk up the slope, and gasping at the front door.
We went through everything, and agreed that he would come in when rooms were ready.
Next were the guys from the kitchen and bathrooms. “A blank sheet of paper” I said as they both gasped for breath at the front door.
These were young kids, I don’t expect they know what a blank sheet of paper was? I should have said “blank screen” oh how things have changed.
After taking measurements, and listening to my requirements, they left, promising to send me a date for the revelation of the first draft plans.
I returned to chipping off the old tiles and plaster, slowly reducing the place into the contents of many black rubble bags.
Gavin, electrician number two arrived gasping at the front door. He was someone the property management company had use for electrical jobs in my rental house. He was really detailed in his note taking, and his knowledge of all things electrical. He threw things at me that I had no idea what he was talking about, I just nodded, like a back window plastic dog. My general response was”You’re the expert” that seemed to boost his confidence, or increase the quote, I’m not sure which.
Finally, after sweeping up the mess I had made and starting yet again another plastic bag, I left the cottage, and prepared for the main event of the day, Star Wars.
It was forty years ago that I took my boys to see the first very first one, and today it is still an important event in their lives, and they have passed it on to their own children, awesome.
This obsession/passion is also shared by Kelli and her children, although, being American there are more whoops,cheering, Pepsi gulping and popcorn, and that’s before the film starts.
Another Lifetime to go 