I'm free period 2 so drive to see Pete, with a fruit cake. His mate, Murray, who makes Pete's drawers, is there. It's obvious the two are great mates. There's a camaraderie born of years doing joinery together. They're peas in a pod. Pete calls Murray a stubborn old p....A healthy irreverence for the PC world which is day to day life for most of us. Outside Ambrose Heal the streets are still being dug up, filled in and, although there are fewer road cones, there are barriers and signs directing traffic round the holes and clear of road workers. God only knows what the end goal is. And how much longer it's going to take.
I call in on Lance who has decided to slap another coat of paint on the hallway to get it perfect. I make through a Year 10 double in the afternoon then check out the house. Ian and Rose are flat out tiling the floor. I drive to Designstyle to sort out the mystery of how to match different shades of white. Ian's maintains it's not possible. I'm beginning to agree. Frankie and Rochelle exchange glances when I put the two tiles together. They should have given me better advice. I'm not blaming anyone and luckily I remember a green capping tile. Perfect and green will work for the bath. From this perspective, it feels easy. I wish I could have gone straight here. But, what wonders of problem solving I would have missed out on. I talk to Frankie about colours for the encaustics which still need to be solved. This is going to take time.
Pierre in the back calls me by name, I've had a few chats with him now. He loads the laundry floor tiles into the Suzuki. And I put them safely in the garage. Job done. Lance is priming skirting boards in the living room but stops to help me place handles on the laundry doors. Another job ticked off. All in all, it's been a big week.
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