A great end to a great week

We’re at the end of another week, 38 to be precise, and it is difficult to look at this in any other way: it’s going pear-shaped. Rapidly.

“Huey” has lost the plot and after the tiler had decided to ease back after a day’s worth of tough graft on Monday, failed to ensure the guy had enough tiles on site. So when returning this morning, he stuck a handful tiles on the wall and then ran out. The weekend was clearly on the horizon and it wasn’t a great loss to him.

After this morning’s failure to procure the right heat-probe for the underfloor heating, this was just another manifestation of the inept project management we’ve had to endure for nearly one year. But to run out of tiles after having waited for 14 weeks is unforgivable.