Tiles

On the bus on my way back from London last night I got a call from the site manager saying that the tiler would be working today - could I meet him at the house between 8 and 9?

I spent 90 minutes this morning carrying upstairs boxes of tiles that are still sodden from when they were delivered in torrential rain last November (they have been on a pallet in the garden ever since) slicing open the boxes and sorting the tiles into three piles: 'Use', 'Use only if needed' and 'Don't use'. The end-of-range lot that I bought were far more than I need now that I have rethought the tiling so I have scope to be fussy about which tiles are used. At some point I will pass on my rejects.