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I got a call last week from a company that I do a lot of re-furb work for, they wanted me to meet a lady at a house that she rents out, I took her number and rang her, she explained that her father had fixed the tiles in the kitchen prior to the house being let out again but there was a problem with the tiling. I met her on Saturday, she opened the door and I thought she looked about 60 ish, in my mind I am thinking that I must have misheard her saying her Father had done the tiling, I thought she must have said her Hubby, anyway, into the kitchen to see the tiles.............all broken, in pieces and off the floor.
No problem really, I have seen that before, so I go to look at a tile and after lifting it I can see the old plank floorboards with lots of gaps staring up at me, I look out of the window and realise that the floor is suspended because the house is built on a fairly steep incline. "what happened" I ask her, she explains that her father was adamant that he would do the tiling because her did not want her being ripped off with all this "fuzzy wuzzy tiling gimmicks", apparantly he was a dab hand at DIY and she thought he would be ok. I looked at the tile and it was in fact a wall tile, 4mm thick, he had picked them as a surprise for her and she knew no different. When I asked about the adhesive he used she showed me 3 bags of blue circle and a load of sand!!!
Just then the old chap turns up with her hubby and he is not best pleased to see me, he is even worse when he sees the broken tiles and accuses me of "breaking them on purpose" At this moment I am nearly bent over in fits of giggles, I am sweating like a pig on a hot Sunday because I don't want to upset him, he must have been 85 at least but as springy as a new lamb as he ran around looking at the floor that 'I' had damaged.
I asked about his fixing method and he nearly spat out his last two teeth!
he said that "there is no need to use all this expensive rip off stuff, that's all a con, £40 quid a bag when cement costs £3 and sand is for nothing". He had looked at a bag and read that it was cement based and decided that the fancy bag was what cost £40............now I am in need of a slap across the chops because I cannot stop laughing, he looked just like Alf Garnett but his swearing was ten times worse!!
They manage to get him out of the house and on his way, to the pub I hope, she then says, "can you fix it, if so send me the bill"
So today was spent lifting the tiles with my hands, tomorrow I will be lifting the boards and laying the ply, going to use 25mm ply and plenty of noggins.
Still laughing now. Old geezers, I love them when they are wrong.
No problem really, I have seen that before, so I go to look at a tile and after lifting it I can see the old plank floorboards with lots of gaps staring up at me, I look out of the window and realise that the floor is suspended because the house is built on a fairly steep incline. "what happened" I ask her, she explains that her father was adamant that he would do the tiling because her did not want her being ripped off with all this "fuzzy wuzzy tiling gimmicks", apparantly he was a dab hand at DIY and she thought he would be ok. I looked at the tile and it was in fact a wall tile, 4mm thick, he had picked them as a surprise for her and she knew no different. When I asked about the adhesive he used she showed me 3 bags of blue circle and a load of sand!!!
Just then the old chap turns up with her hubby and he is not best pleased to see me, he is even worse when he sees the broken tiles and accuses me of "breaking them on purpose" At this moment I am nearly bent over in fits of giggles, I am sweating like a pig on a hot Sunday because I don't want to upset him, he must have been 85 at least but as springy as a new lamb as he ran around looking at the floor that 'I' had damaged.
I asked about his fixing method and he nearly spat out his last two teeth!
he said that "there is no need to use all this expensive rip off stuff, that's all a con, £40 quid a bag when cement costs £3 and sand is for nothing". He had looked at a bag and read that it was cement based and decided that the fancy bag was what cost £40............now I am in need of a slap across the chops because I cannot stop laughing, he looked just like Alf Garnett but his swearing was ten times worse!!
They manage to get him out of the house and on his way, to the pub I hope, she then says, "can you fix it, if so send me the bill"
So today was spent lifting the tiles with my hands, tomorrow I will be lifting the boards and laying the ply, going to use 25mm ply and plenty of noggins.
Still laughing now. Old geezers, I love them when they are wrong.
