Skip Watch

I've already moaned about about the small sacrifices we've made to completely change our kitchen however the past few days have made our life just a little more inconvenient depending on your level of patience. All the basics we need from the kitchen and dining room including my bike are now in the lounge. As we were clearing out the dust-filled dining room we discovered that our cooker had disappeared. It was last seen by the carpenter outside of the house. The project manager forgot to say he'd put it in his lock-up.

Plumber came round yesterday to relocate a bunch of pipes with the movement of the kitchen wall. He left around 7pm last night with all facilities working as normal until after the second flush of the toilet. After that it either wouldn't fill up the system or over-flowed so we had to resort to filling up an old plastic bottle until the builders came back this morning.

The worst of the inconvenience is the skip outside waiting for all the delayed wall remains. We thought we'd left behind the scumbags of Chavhampton but it appears there's some right cheeky neighbours seeing our skip as an opportunity to offload their shit. So far a vacuum cleaner, garden waste, rubble and even recyclable cardboard and paper have appeared mysteriously in the night. But last night took the biscuit when an old lady from down the road put two bags of polystyrene crap in the skip. Couldn't quite work out which house she lived in so returned her bags outside the house I thought she lived at. Can't wait to see the back of that skip before Neighbour Wars breaks out!