- Mon Jul 13, 2015 8:20 am
I tweaked your thread title LJB, following a slow news weekend it would be interesting to see what MailWatchers were doing.
Me? Well, the story started eight years ago when we took on a rescue dog with bladder issues who would wee by the back door. Mrs Mayle wanted Something Done and when Mrs Mayle wants Something Done she means Now. I reluctantly bought floor tiles to replace the urine soaked carpet and meanwhile started house training the dog. Tina was a smart dog and, via the dog flap, had 24/7 access to the back patio so the problem went away and the floor tiles went into the shed. A deep clean of the carpet sorted the doggie smells. Sorted. To be honest I really didn't want to do it.
<insert movie cliche of calendars being turned faster and faster>
It is now early July 2015 and following a clear out of the shed I came across the tiles. Tina had died earlier this year (lovely dog, I miss her terribly) and we had taken on yet another rescue dog who also needed house training. The carpet was knackered, it was 15 years old, sun faded and worn so I decided to replace it with these tiles. I started work on Thursday and, on Sunday, I was adding the trim to join the tiles with the stairs carpet, into my office and another room. Took all day, fiddly as hell.
Mrs M is well pleased, many brownie points have been earned and I was presented with a 'Get Around To It' award for my tile laying procrastination.
I was lurking, mind.