
The week before, I rushed around ensuring we had :
all the taps for the plumber,
light fittings for the electricians,
had a meeting with the window people to finalise the quote,
appointed a gas fitter,
ensured the gas braai was on site for installation by the builders,
the roofing people were on track so that the roof would be complete by the time I got back.
All in all, I felt good and thought I was pretty organised - bearing in mind Errol would also be away for 10 days, I THOUGHT WE HAD IT WAXED!
While in London...."they" soon twigged I am was not around = "while the cats away, mice DO play" The taps were collected late, the roof was never started, the final quote for the doors come in way more than expected (mainly due to my mis-understanding the original quote), the gas fitter runs over on expected installation date etc etc etc. Chris was on top of things but eventually told me that it was time I came home and "kicked some butt". So on my return with vertually no change at the house and I sat on the phone trying to get people into action.

Errol got back on Friday (as surprised as I was at the lack of progress) and together we are getting things moving....
As of tomorrow, plastering continues, gas pipes are being laid, roof trusses/perlons to be completed, servants quarters are being modified, ground is being leveled.......
Errol is still confident we can meet the completion date of 30 September (2006)
Last month Chris and I went to London for a fleeting visit. It was Brian's big 30th and so we booked to go over for a long weekend and celebrate with him! Lucky me... got to extend my ticket and was there for 2 weeks! Although short, Chris and I really enjoyed our first time in London together! Quite weird when you think about it...we have been together for going on 13 years and have never managed to get there together. As you know, leaving home is always a rush and for this trip even more so, with both of us being self-employed as well as renovating = wrapping things up a little harder. Never mind we got to the airport on time and sat waiting to board our flight. While waiting, I noticed a strange man (wearing sunglasses at 9pm indoors) being escorted by two men who looked like they were impersonating Popeye having swallowed copious amounts of spinach. Chris casually told me he was actually handcuffed and probably being deported. Little did we know at this stage that he was on our flight. Yip, that's right, as we were about to take off he started shouting "help!". Eventually the captain announced
that we would be returning to the airport buildings and one of the passengers would be disembarking and they would have to locate and remove his luggage. Everyone around him started cheering and clapping! This whole process delayed take off by 2 hours - LOVELY!!! I must admit it was rather exciting as the cops were there and everything. During this time Chris and I chatted a stewardess and she said she would try find out some info. In the morning, she told us that he was apparently a German man who had tried to enter SA about 9 times without the correct documents. He had told the cabin crew and passengers around him that he had been kidnapped by the guys escorting him and was being very disruptive to fellow passengers. I am pretty sure we got the very basic outline and things must have been a little more intense than we were told for them to actually take the decision not to fly with him on board. After that the flight was uneventful and we arrived at "the Londoners" safe and sound, albeit a little late. It was really lovely to see the family, Brian & Lisa and Michele again. We had fun shopping, visiting, picnicking and even sorting some wedding admin. Thanks again for all the laughs and fun shared (not to mention "patience personified" with beds & luggage all over the livingroom floor) we look forward to visiting again (in Switzerland too) - only hope it won't be so rushed for Chris next time.







Just to give you an idea of exactly how much rubble there was/is/will be...... In the last month we have had three 6m3 bins and about 18 x 3m3 truck loads of rubble removed, with about another 10 in the front garden...... This service does not come cheap by any stretch of the imagination, thank goodness for Errol and his advice to add a large figure to the budget!





















