Why didn’t I learn the lesson after we were deprived of our bedroom for three months when Pascal redecorated it?
The tiling of the toilet looks like being another job that goes on and on because Pascal turns up to work in short bursts.
He walked in on Monday evening about 6, trailed muck all over the house as he went round greeting everyone, had a coffee laced with whisky, and did a few rows of tiling. This was when he discovered the problem of mismatched tiles so not much progress was made but there was an awful lot of cleaning up to do after he left.
The dust from his labours spread all around the house and made the floor slippery. This makes life very difficult for Whale when he tries to get up from his wheelchair so I had to go round with the vacuum cleaner and then wash most of the downstairs tiles.
Pascal came back on Wednesday, Thursday and Friday . So is the toilet finished?
No way. He has completed the wall on one side and put just one layer on the other side. Each hour and a half of work has caused me alot of extra cleaning and there’s still the prospect of more work in fits and starts to come.
Today he is working a full day – elsewhere – leaving our garage cluttered with his tools.
However, at least (after several phonecalls) they brought me a replacement washing machine yesterday and clothes and bedding are festooned everywhere to dry because outside it’s snowing.