Day 282. Disaster!

Sort of. Tim is here doing the chippie-ing for Pete to come tomorrow to install toilet, basin and bath taps. This involves building boxing in the shower-room in order to hide the pipes and the soil-pipe vent stack. OK so far. But when I come back at 2 for a look, the boxing is massive and intrusive - the plans show it quiet in the corner, but it sticks out a foot. This is because Pete tPP has put the soil stack far out, and the gas pipe also. Arghhhh! This is (a) a waste of Tims time and (b) liable to prevent us getting a functional bathroom by the weekend and (c) fixable? Phone various people... no Ian; no Pete. Get Bob, who will call Pete. Argh! Depressing.

Outside, Pete and Paul are laying slabs and breaking up slabs and that bit looks good.

Later: go to Ians at 8, but its his birthday and he is having dinner with his wife. But will come round early tomorrow...