29th April 2018
I made an extra trip back to the cottage to do a final coat of paint to the ceilings prior to the second fix electrics on Monday.
I had expected Andy to have finished the plastering around door, but as usual it had not been done. I rattled off a text full of venom, and got on with the painting. He responded with a reason, an apology, and a time he would be here to complete.
As I was rolling paint, I was thinking about how the renovation had gone. I underestimated the time and the cost, but more it was about how builders will not be rushed, and they over order materials. I have enough bags of sand to fill a sand pit. It irritates me to see the waste, full buckets of plaster that spoil and can’t be used. Sheets of plasterboard converted into offcuts that could have been used, but end up outside getting wet and therefore useless.
Another Lifetime to go 