5th November 2018
Arrived at the cottage bright and early just in case someone might turn up.
I was expecting Wayne who was due to replace the old woodwork on the outside of the porch, but his record of timekeeping leaves a lot to be desired. I had to chase him to replace the guttering at the front of the house, so my expectations of him turning up was pretty low.
I had a message from Andy giving me a time when he would turn up, so I knew he would be late.
I had my list of things to do and materials I had to purchase, so as soon as Andy had done his bit to get the hot water and central heating working, I set off for Wickes.
The plan this week was to finish the small bedroom. I had started the painting, but I needed to tidy up the plastering, then I could lay the new floorboards.
I worked outside until it got dark cutting up the door liner for the utility space. That was fitted and ready for painting tomorrow.
I set out the floorboards to get acclimated, and ticked off my successes on my job list.
I had an email from Wayne apologising for not turning up, he put it down to thinking it was December. I am used to the smell of bull, and it is amazing the anything happens on time. I mentioned it to my sister who recently had some work done, and her tradesmen were there at 7.00 every morning, and worked a full day.
There is this casual approach to work, but when you are paying a day rate, I want my pint of blood. I now understand why the supervisors I saw in India carried sticks to entice their workers to, work.
Now where to get some sticks!