Monday, July 17, 2006


Readers of this diary have been spared the minutiae of the repairs to the house following the storm damage in March, but I'm allowing myself a minor celebration, as today the bedroom ceiling went up again. When it is skimmed and ready to paint, it will be four months to the day since it fell down. In the meantime, serious structural rot was found in the roof above, but that has been fixed, as have numerous lesser problems.

I gave up looking for a plaquiste when the hot weather hit, knowing that only mad foreigners toil in the summer. You won't find plaquiste in the French-English dictionary, but that's what they call a plasterer down here. One assumes that it's a masculine noun, but you never know with French, and I haven't found a dictionary of the local dialect that could adjudicate.


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