The shower in our en suite had given up and gone to shower heaven - think someone (not me) had broken something on it. As I am a bath person it did not bother me too much and we do have a shower by the guest bedroom so Chas tended to use that when we didn't have anyone staying.
Anyway, last September we decided to have it repaired by installing a new fitting. Easy Peasy? NO! Fittings have changed - not the same sizes, tiles have changed - not the same sizes. Well, we have waited since then for the plumber to arrive to do the work. Finally heard he was coming on Monday.
Monday morning up at 6.30 (tradesmen have a habit of being with you for 8 am don't they?), bathe, move the remaining bits from the bathroom, sit and wait. At somewhere turned 10 (I had given up by then) he arrived and informed us he had "only come to look at the job". I was not best pleased! He couldn't come the following day so I explained we were out Wednesday and would not be in until 10 am Thursday. "I'll come Wednesday". "Excuse me - what part of 'we are not in Wednesday' did you not understand?" Finally it was fixed for 10 am Thursday.
Thursday we were at the appointment in Bolton for 8.30 (having once again emptied the bathroom etc) and we dashed back, how I would have loved to shop a while, to be home in time - actually home for 9.45 am. Ten o'clock, no plumber, noon - still no plumber. By this time I was feeling a tad irate and rang the contractor who had employed this plumber (we'd been having other work done in September) who came up imediately from his other job only to tell us he had rung and rung the plumber but got no reply - he wasn't picking up.
To cut a long story short we got a message, or rather Chas did, on his mobile, from the plumber to say he had been called out to an emergency that morning and could not get a signal to let us know. Err ... could you not have rung as you left home? I took over the phone and eventually he sent the reply that he would be with us the next day in the morning. I then asked "whose morning, yours or mine" and he said between 9.30 and 12. Obviously he was as sick of me as I was of him. At least that meant it was not a 6.30 am get up for us.
Just after 10 a young guy came (where was the original plumber?) and took the old shower off, informed me he would have to knock the tile out (this was not his fault at all) we would have to get a tiler and he, the plumber, would then come back to fit the shower - so I gave him the go ahead, what else could I do. Too late to send the shower back - we'd gone well over the 45 day returns policy Visions of travelling all over town to find something to fit the gap where the tile had been - remember they no longer make this size. Doesn't end there! A short while afterwards he came in - oh, he had had to turn the water off outside the property at the Water Boards stop tap - with a little thing in his hand - the stop tap (WB's) had sheared off. We would have to inform the Water Board, they'd "just come and put another on - no charge".
Chas rang them - 6 hours they said - we had to go for some tiles! Might as well go now we thought. Got to the shop and realised how impossible a task we had. I said to plumb (excuse the pun) for a mosaic one. £89 later we came out with eight tiles, adhesive and grout. Then the Water Board rang - or rather an Inspector did. Not a happy one either. We dashed home and he was sat in his van by the side of the property - I tried to appeal to his good nature (think I cracked a bit of his veneer, but only a bit) and he said the work would be done, they should charge, but he had no idea when they could do it.
So waterless we carried on but luckily our good neighbours gave us a key to their garage where they had a tap so several trips with pans and buckets we managed into the early evening. I had really given up when through the darkness I saw a yellow vest walking up the drive - yes, at gone 8 pm someone had come to save the day. We now have water, a great big hole outside the property waiting to be filled in by another crew and must wait to see if we are being charged and if so how much. Still no shower, £89 out of the account that we hadn't budgeted for and another bill for the tiler. Anyone want to come over for a shower in the future?
(Oh, and the contractors little pup piddled on my shoe and it has left a stain - let it all come)
So I forgot, in all the excitement, to upload a card I had made for Lorraine (Happy Birthday Thursday love) which was different for me - a bit of Parchment Craft and (shudder, shock horror) a Peel off.
Lots of "ball tooling", some pearl colours and a lot of pricking and cutting for the border. Should imagine it was not at all what she was expecting from me.
ps the person who came closest with the number of butterflies was ...
Elizabeth (or was it her lovely cat Bleubeard) with the guess of 336 which was just one over the actual number of 335. How I wish we had been able to send as many as some of you estimated. Think it would have taken a long long time for us to get over a thousand.
Thanks for taking part - and hope some of you send a butterfly off.