Bathroom Diary : Day One...

I arrived home from work last night - to pick my stuff up before going round to the Dave's mum and dad's, to find that 'im indoors had removed EVERYTHING from the bathroom, and adjoining WC.

No toilet, no bath, no sink. Nothing.

Very bare and very scary looking. I can't wait till it's all finished, it's getting exciting now!

The plumber came out to our house last night, to see how much work he needed to do. This is the guy who did the work on the bathroom in Old House.

He's a good guy. He's actually fully booked until November, but has said, if we don't mind, he can fit an hour here, an hour there until the work is done.

We're OK with that. That's how we remodelled our last bathroom.

So, he came round, gave everything the once over and said he can have the first fix done at the weekend (which means functioning bathroom).

He then stayed for another hour - shooting the breeze.

Dave phoned me at his parents and said: "I'm JUST leaving, see you in a bit".

I couldn't help but think that that hour could have been spent a bit more bloody productively! :o)

I'm a tyrant. :o)

"Did you get a price?", I asked.

"Erm... no, but he's a good fella."

Oh well, THAT'S all right then.

Eejit!