can you believe that the joiner did not show?
i honestly do not know what to think anymore - this chap sounded lovely on the phone, was highly recommended by our local building supply shop, and seemed very keen....
he could not drive so Stephen went to collect him, he looked around, made all the right comments and sounded very positive...
a price was agreed and Stephen drove him all the way home having arranged to collect him the following morning at 9.30am....
the following morning found Stephen at his door waiting for one hour, phoning, leaving messages...
no sign
when Stephen arrived home alone i was cleaning out the ducks and actually laughed like a complete mad woman at the empty passenger seat - i truly think Mr Hysteria had come to pay me a visit...
after a good cup of tea i concluded that perhaps a tragedy had befallen upon our joiner and we should not judge....
this was Saturday morning - it is now Sunday night and no word from him...
i am starting to wonder how so many folk up here can moan about the lack of work when it is clear that so many of them would not know an honest days work if it smacked them in the face - i am starting to wonder if it is easier for them to claim benefits and sit back on their fat lazy backsides.....
the joiner before this disastrous one announced he could not arrive the first planned day as he was signing on.... enough said, the second day was too windy and the third no excuse as he said nowt just did not show!
we now have another chap arranged for tue, wed, thurs... i am ever so hopeful as he has worked here before and is super lovely, clean, well spoken and has a cracking sense of humor - and he loves dogs - bonus :)
we have questioned if it is us ..
are we scary?
is it because we are English?
do we look mad and deranged?
or are they worried about working on a different house - after all most houses up here are just different size boxes.....
whatever it is we are now at our wits end but trying desperately to smile through it!
today we awoke to snow which was a wonderful sight until i realised that we would be roofing in it - a snow blizzard when you are perched up high on a ladder clinging to the edge of a roof was quite an experience :)
at points in the day we both felt like giving up and heading indoors but kept plodding on as Christmas is looming - and then an event happened that made us both realise how very, very unimportant this house is.....
this chap....
and this chap......
had an enormous fight which resulted in poor old rodders being knocked senseless with a huge cracked horn which bled quite a bit :(
boris walked away with not a mark on him..
needless to say we had to drop tools and sort out the argument - they are already in separate fields but adjoining which for months has been great - good company for each other...
sadly now the girls are a-calling the boys are fighting for top ram status :(
it took a great deal of time and strength to walk boris way across the field to the veggie plot where he will reside until he goes in with his harem of women.
animals first
house second
and that is how it will always be....
a moment in the day to take stock and note what is important to us
t x
