Hello again to all our readers including head office. Being so
busy as a contractor myself these days, it’s hard finding time to catch up on
the old stories, but as I said in the beginning Phil’s back and it’s personal.
were slowly being brought into the estate. These people all part and parcel of
my exit from Tyntesfield.
It seemed from day one, the liaison between the contractors and the
management on the property was non-existent. This was evident by the catalogue
of errors, some horrendous at the best.
After the refurbishment of one property in which the gardens were landscaped,
I was told to go and investigate a loose inspection chamber in the
It didn’t take much finding as it
was much higher than the lawn. I had a good look around to make sure it was not
part of a new crazy golf course but there seemed to be no evidence of little
windmills or protruding pipes to play through. This was a genuine cock up.
Fair play to the contractors, they
did have a go at ramping the lawn up to the cover but without much success. Just
a few more tonnes of top soil would have done it. All that was needed now was a
plastic mole sitting on top, (it did cross my mind).
Had the contractors used a little
thought, the obvious thing would have been to cut the protruding plastic chamber
to a sensible height and replace the cover. Did they? Did they hell and to
highlight the cock up, they accentuated it by putting a square cover on a round
hole. There again, I could have been wrong. I could have been witness to the
first sun dial for vertically challenged persons.
Consequences of this being, there
was a gap where it didn’t touch and the soil and rubbish was filling the chamber
nicely. It was only when I finished laughing I realised they had also landscaped
over all the stop tap chambers too. Some were now buried two foot under. Just as
well they never had the extra soil eh?
Before I went to report my findings
to the office and the powers that be, I had a little look around at the work in
general. The re-pointing to the stone work had been done with a brushed finish,
while all the remaining existing had been what masons call cut and strut. How
the listed building inspector missed that I will never know.
The new mock Victorian light to the
front of the house was obviously purchased with a struggling budget in mind;
this has got to be one of the tackiest lamps that China had ever produced and to
top it all, who ever fitted it hit out a chunk of the bath stone trying to fit
So if you are thinking of visiting
Tyntesfield, please take the time to look at this light outside of the Chaplains
Lodge and let us know if you could find a more tasteless one elsewhere, a free
Save Brian T-shirt for the winner.