We now had to seriously talk to Stoneman, where was he? Can he supply the necessary paving stones or was he cruising on the Danube. Will we have a building site for the rest of the summer. No, this is not a nightmare or a bad dream Mr. Stoneman. Finally, we had made contact with Stoneman and it seems he was busy counting 30 square metres of natural stone and I thought he was water skiing on the Danube. He could be the first.
We then had to order another skip for Easter weekend, a 4 cubic metres would do as well as ordering 750 kilos of cement. The plumber had to be contacted to connect the water back on. Just to explain we do not have central heating at the cottage, so the water from the whole house has to be drained before the winter months. Then reconnect the water in the spring.
Friday afternoon back to the cottage, to take delivery, yes, yes, yes Stoneman had kept his word he would be coming that afternoon to deliver the paving stones. Another skip has arrived, cement has now been delivered and the plumber has connected the water. Where are you Stoneman. Half hour later, I can hear the sound of a diesel engine chugging away in distance, we can see the dust and a large grey truck was approaching us. The army have arrived. A grey military looking truck approaches us cautiously and stops. A large smile on Stoneman's face as he was getting out of the truck, he has kept his word. We had layed out a large plastic sheet to protect the grass and cover the stones. The big grey truck tips the stones and I handed over a wad of cash to smiling Stoneman. I was about to say happy skiing but I bit my tongue in time.
Should we stand guard tonight and ensure that no one steals the stones. We decided to make our way home to Budapest as we have an early start in morning. Hoping that no one is interested in our stones.
kepeket!!!!sokat!!!!