My landlord has just left, once again. I now have an actual back door, which both closes and locks; though the frame needs some work.
And by some work, I mean that there's an inch gap at the top of the frame, and the door isn't especially flush. On the other hand, did I mention that I have a working door?
Her contractor will hopefully be coming in the next week to make it pretty.
She's been supportive about the whole, though perhaps less decisive than I'd like. I may be old fashioned, but I'd have preferred to have a professional round in a day or two to secure it; instead, she tried her regular contractor, and when he was unable to do it quickly, she got her uncle to make a start. I don't know whether he's got any actual training, but my landlord seemed a little disappointed with what he'd done, and she's been round here a couple of times in the last couple of days to get things in a workable state. To the point where her daughter, when they were leaving, asked if they were going to the hardware store for more parts. Bless.
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