2pm and things are going fairly normally with Mr M's stove installation although the steel plate is large and unwieldly and the new sandstone fire surround has edges that are vulnerable to things such as unwieldly steel plate...Ooops.
Lifting the plate out for the nth time there's a dull thud as the end of it contacts the edge of the fire surround, I look back, "OH BOLLOCKS! MERDE ALORS! this hasn't happened has it?"
A very obvious chip out of the fake stone. The first instinct is to grovel around looking for the piece or pieces for gluing back in and pretending nothing happened, but the chip seems to have been crushed wholesale.
Mr M is out walking the dog, I have to make a clean breast of it on his return advising that the easiest thing would be to chamfer the edge thus taking out the missing bit... or joeying it up with Araldite and some crushed stone.
A test of the Araldite joeying idea is a failure, the repair would end up like a piece of treacle toffee stuck on the fireplace...
"If the worst comes to the worst you'll have insurance of course?"
"Errrr..."
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