
When I was still in London working for JLA I had a German friend who once told me that back (at his) home when you complete the roof of a building the contractor and the architect go up on the roof and do a roof dance and proclaim poetry!
I wonder if this tradition came from joy or desperation! The kind of despair that makes one so thankful when something is finally over that they literally climb the roof and go ape!
In my case, although I am not German I will surely be on the roof once it is finished, and yes it will be out of despair!
Today once again the contractor has his phone off and I cannot call him! I do not know what he is doing all I know is that I do not have thatch again, and if that was not enough some of the plaster needs to be redone as it has lost it’s grip to the wall.
But my favourite upset of the day has to be the fact that the electrician has decided, for the second day in a row, not to come to work! You will never guess where he went, but I will tell you, it is an ugly, big building with Doric columns on the front porch! Can you guess where that is?