Still it didn't put them off and they attacked the floor with great gusto, a lot of noise but not too much care and attention. We had had so much trouble finding something we liked and we were not completely confident that it would be OK so we asked them to do just the two bedrooms on the front of the house and the laundry at this stage. We couldn't risk letting them loose in the lounge without seeing what it would be like.
Anyway, they gave the floors a light grind (to expose the stones a bit) ...
and then sprayed on some mixed caramel and coffee coloured acid ...
... and it all looked shiny and bright but went all over the floor and the bottom part of the walls.
They returned the next day to wash it off, by which time it looked like this ...
... aaahh help, not sure I'm going to like it.
But once they had been rinsed and had dried out, they looked a lot better ...
... although we were a bit upset that they ripped the gibboard when they removed their tape. Still, we will wait and see what they look like when they have been sealed before letting them loose in the lounge.
Meanwhile Dave busied himself with more painting ...
... and yet more painting. We had been bracing ourselves for the second coat on the living room ceiling and managed to finish it on the Wednesday. We were very relieved and also very pleased with how it turned out. Thank goodness that is done as everywhere else is of manageable proportions.
Then we got ready for next week, when the tiler is due. So we collected the tiles ...
... the tiler's wife waterproofed the wet areas (yay a female worker at last!), and Neil returned briefly to add the architraves around the window and doors.
And just in case we liked the sealed concrete floors, we protected our beautiful lounge walls by folding up the plastic sheeting that had been covering the floor. Of course Dave managed to find ways of supporting the plastic even where there were no obvious points of attachment ...
... and soon everything was (hopefully) protected ...
... but it did look a bit stark.
Oh yes and the hares / rabbits / pukekos found our first three daffodils and careful picked each one for us! Grrrr!
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