So, my plasterer came back, after some cajoling, and basically the fact I wasn’t going to pay him ’til he fixed things. It’s truly sad when someone has skill, but can’t be *arsed* to do a decent job. And in my opinion, that’s how A J Contractors behaved. The job they did the first time was shoddy, the best part of their excuse for leaving it half done:
“It takes a long time for plaster to dry on that bonding, so I’d’ve just been stood around for 2 hours waiting for it to dry”.
Ah, so you left it half done because you couldn’t be bothered to wait. Oh, that’s alright then. That’s fine. I’ll put up with shonky plastering in my lounge, because you’re busy.
Bloody builders.
Still, with a great deal of work with the sander (or as I said to James: “Sanding down the crap like the sand bunny of doom”; perhaps I’m overtiried), and a not unsubstantial quantity of filler, I’ve *hopefully* got the beginnings of a fairly neatly finished lounge.
Although, I’m now wondering if the radiator will go where I was planning to put it with the sofa I’ve got. Sadly I’m too tired to measure it… so it’ll have to wait until after the fire-place fitting, which should happen tomorrow.
In other news, I have forgotten to post Xmas cards. This means they’ll almost certainly be late. I apologise, I have been somewhat tardy in organising xmasy things this year.
… and no, I never did hear from Amy.
