Getting Laid

There has been much tangible and palpable excitement thronging Chez Towers as we have been thoroughly and professionally screed by Mr Glen. 

When I say “we” what I really mean is the floors of the bathroom and en-suite shower room.  After all the anguish of our en-suite saga saga we are “almost” there.

With all that wet cement topping around I didn’t want to risk Nigel then desperately wanting to use the erm ….. facilities (which were both out of bounds for four hours), so as soon as Mr Glen left I whisked both him and Darrell up to town for a leisurely Chai Latte and several slices of lemon drizzle cake and tiffin and kept them hostage there until I was sure that it all had time to set.

Darrell has been like a dog with two bones, two tails or whatever dogs like to have two of, he is almost beside himself to see his tile dream finally come to fruition after all these months.  I can see him champing at the bit to now get both the rooms “frou-ed” up  and a steely determination in his eyes to be the first one to use the special cleaner Mr Glen gave us.  Tomorrow, we will finally get laid ……. of a floor type nature and the Towers will be complete again.