Ground Floor Tiling 10
It is Sunday morning and the tiling continues. I turn my attention to the corner all in the workshop to develop its structure. no drawings here I am winging it off the top of my head.
By the end of the day more good progress has been made. However, Oury had to leave late morning and I had to act as the labourer for the tiling, mixing the muck, carrying and cutting the tiles. With no driver to get back to La Rochelle, Metawaley wanted to sleep overnight in the caravan but we decided against it and he came home with me for the night. I have told his boss to get it sorted for tomorrow. Labour and transport.
