I will open up today’s edition by apologising to regular readers for the couple of days absence. When I started the blog at the end of October last year I never intended that it would be a daily blog but that I would try to publish a minimum of six editions a week. I haven’t always stuck to this self-made promise but the weeks when I haven’t have been few and far between.
Last week though I just knew that I would struggle. There was just too much going on. In fact even when I have published I have forgotten to include things that I thought might be of interest. For example I had so much on my mind last week that I forgot to mention that someone, somewhere must have known that Rose and I had moved in to our build in Ambergris Caye, Belize.
Why? Did someone send us a “Welcome to your new home” (we did receive one from my sister Chris)? No, but it was something equally as nice as that. The San Pedro Town Council sent out a team of guys to fill the many and deep potholes of the road north of the bridge. I don’t know how far north of us they went (a bit selfish I know ) but it made the drive back and forth to ‘Town so much more pleasurable. That was until the heavy rains started (and we have had some really rainy days and nights) and I am sorry to ‘say’ that the potholes are already back!
The grader at work at the end of our front garden.
Thursday and Friday were general cleaning up days with only Alfredo and Rafael (a new guy) working on our build in Ambergris Caye, Belize.. Applying more grout around the windows and sliding doors, painting over dirty/scuff marks, clearing rubbish from the garden and generally tidying up the First and Second Floors.
Alfredo painting near the Pump Room.
Freshly painted base “wall” for the first flight of the entrance stairs.
And the second flight.
Clean up of the bedroom (Rose’s handicraft room) on the First Floor.
And Friday Alfredo and Rafael were joined by Rafael (aka The Frog) to start dismantling the bodega. It’s had been in our front garden for nearly a year and had started to look little worse for wear and I thought that it would come down really easily. In fact I thought with a little bit of hammering in the right places it would all down. But I was wrong. The three guys spent the whole afternoon on it and still didn’t manage to dismantle it completely.
Not quite goodbye bodega but …
On Saturday morning Charlie and Jerome, the carpenters, turned up with the remaining bits of woodwork.
Chest of drawers for my walk-in closet.
Supports for the last shelf for the Utility Room.
The remaining shelf!
Around thirty minutes later Rolando and Nicholas turned up with the ‘missing’ toilets. One for Rose’s bathroom, one for my bathroom and one for the en-suite for the smaller bedroom in the Ground Floor self-contained apartment.
Alfredo carrying Rose’s toilet up the stairs.
Nicholas and Rolando taking my toilet up the stairs.
It was all going so well. And then. Charlie and Jerome became the villains when, in fitting the shelf for the Utility Room, they burst the water pipe for the toilet in the bathroom for the smaller bedroom in the apartment. And then our heroes appeared. Nicholas and Rolando very quickly turned off the water and went in to action.
By removing the light fitting that water was gushing through in the small bedroom in the apartment.
And sticking a bucket under it to catch the water.
Very quickly Nicholas set about exposing the pipe that Charlie and Jerome had punctured.
Go Nicholas, go.
And in no time at all the damaged section had been replaced and covered with a first coat of cement.
We knew who the heroes and villains were on the day!
Oh, by the way, Charlie and Jerome did manage to install my chest of drawers.
The headline for today’s edition is based on the single by The Beach Boys which was released in 1967 and reached number twelve in the US Billboard Hot 100 and number eight in the UK Singles Chart.