Mayhem!

I set the alarm last night for half seven this morning. This is not my idea of a good way to start a day. My old grey matter needs its eight hours to function properly so while I got up and got dressed, the brain stayed half asleep.

Anyhows at eight the door bell rang. There a was a large white van filling the drive and three lads grinning at me. I didn’t grin back. This was the insulation crowd I had been expecting but for some reason they didn’t seem interested in cavity walls or anything like that. They seemed to be interested more in the old granite walls in the old manor. I told them that the old house didn’t need insulation. They ignored that an continued on about drilling through two foot solid granite walls.

Then it dawned on me [well it was close to dawn at eight in the morning?] – they weren’t here to do any insulation. Apparently their sole function was to fit air vents in every room. I never asked for that and no one had mentioned it before but I was firmly told it had to be done. Something to do with regulations. I said they could mess with the back walls but leave the granite alone.

So anyways they started work. Three lads and they seemed to have heavy duty power tools each. There were cables everywhere and huge tool boxes tripping me up wherever I wandered. The noise was incredible. Blokes wandering around swinging power tools and leaving all the doors open. Bedlam!

Of course Penny got out and I had to retrieve her. I put her harness on and attached her lead, which should stop her wandering, She’s now sulking at my feet.

In the middle of all this mayhem my electrician arrived. More tool boxes and a ladder. He set to work changing all the light fittings. Movement around the house became impossible altogether. Penny has now tied herself in knots and is still sulking.

They’re gone! They have all finally buggered off. I how have ugly air vents on every wall, an electric fan over the toilet and lights in the kitchen which should save a few bob on the bills. And the cunts drilled through the granite in the front after all in spite of my expressed instructions. As well as ugly windows I now have ugly vents as well.

The silence is deafening. My head is still spinning, but at least Penny has dropped off to sleep. Lucky bitch.

All I have to do now is wait for groceries to be delivered and then take a jaunt down to the village.

I still have the joy of the wall insulation crowd to look forward to. Then all I have to do is wait until next winter to see if everything works and is warmer.

Though knowing Ireland, it could snow next week…..