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Just when you think things are (almost) going according to plan, something crops up to throw the cliched spanner in the works.
That ’something’ was a call, late afternoon, from the plumber, who has got about half way around the bathroom with the new, small square tiles. Seems it doesn’t matter whether you buy all the same colour and from just one range range from a single manufacturer; if they’re not all made in the same country, they very likely won’t all be the same size.
So, despite having been sold them on the basis that they were all identical tiles in identical boxes from a national DIY chain, half were made in the UK, and half in Malaysia. The difference? 3mm on all sides. Not much when taken in isolation, but by the time you have several hundred stuck up on the walls the cumulative difference is so great that nothing lines up any more and you have to start pulling them down, then find an extra 20 boxes of UK-made tiles to replace them.
Two steps forwards, one step back.
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