Well we were promised that we would finally move into the house today, but this promise did not take into account that no one seems able to control the plumber. He was coming today. Carlos phoned him from here at eleven o’clock this morning, and he would be here in one hour. He didn’t show up at all despite Dario and Carlos’s best efforts. I’m not sure where we stand now but we ain’t moved in yet. Most jobs are complete, where they can be. Carlos’s mate has tried to drill bolt holes in the beautiful marble thresholds and made a real mess of them. They are chipped big time all around the holes and I have told Dario that the whole step has to be removed and replaced.
We had two lads up to build the garage today. They have worked like hell, and argued like hell, but they have made good progress up to a point where they need some simple scaffold to get any higher. I will get this next week together with the window and door lintels. When they return next Saturday they will crack on and get up to roof level.
We had our final furniture delivery this afternoon. The lounge suite and our bed. They are both everything that we remember and wanted. I did say that when the bed is in we are in, but without water it will be a bit inconvenient so we’ll wait another couple of days and see what happens. The builder is cutting up a little rough and not wanting us to move in before he gets his final payment. We’ll see how that all ends up.
We have however, this evening, sat on our patio enjoying a drink in the very warm evening sun, followed by a long refreshing dip in the hot tub, brilliant after a hot day.