!*£!*^%*!

Couldn't think of an expletive title strong enough for this blog...

Yes, you guessed it, the Building Inspector came today (or rather his side kick did) and won't issue our certificate because our roofer has put a slightly narrower bit of wood in one of the sections of the roof than specified on the drawing and built a V shaped structure over our water tank instead of just going above it (as per drawing). When Peter rang to tell me at work I immediately entered foul mood territory which turned to exasperation and the urge to phone up our Roofer the Building Inspector and Structural Engineer and say 'for gods sake get our bloody roof sorted, we've put up with this since the end of August and it's bloody November'. It is stressing me out and I know we'll get my dad's two penneth worth when we visit at the weekend too which is something to look forward too - not! Now we have to wait for a letter from the Building Inspector advising what needs to be done, then to call the Structural Engineer out again and then get the Roofer back, then get the Building Inspector out again to request our certificate AGAIN!

Well, I feel a bit better after my rant. I wish I was more like Peter who just seems to be able to shrug and say, oh well, we'll get it sorted. I know we will but I just can't see past the frustration of it. The older I get the more control freeky I get - there must be a class out there I could go to to find a cure............