Soak away all your troubles...
...in a bath of lovely bubbles! Yup, today has been one of those days that requires one to jump into a hot bubble bath upon returning home.
This morning started off well. I was handed a letter dated 28th April to say that a planning application could not be processed due to missing information - an elevation drawing. Kindly, the planners had given us twenty-eight days in which to respond with the required information before they would return the application. Not so kindly, this letter had been left unattended on someone else’s desk until today, twenty-eight days later, so you might imagine I wasn't very impressed.
I was then handed another letter, accompanied by a collection of drawings. With some projects, the client wants to make all manner of minor tweaks to the designs we produce. This is one of them. My associate, giving them to me, smiled and said it would be easy, which doesn't explain why he didn't get on and do it himself when he received the letter last week. Experience tells me the client has since phoned and asked where his drawings are, so it was now being dumped on me. Much to my horror, though not to my surprise, my colleague was happy for me to work from a clients designs that were drastically flawed. I don't work on an 'anything is better than nothing' policy when it comes to design; and my colleague should know that we are responsible not just to nod our heads and applaud clients who suggest we clad a building in pink fur - though to keep the clients ideas in line with reasonable design and of all things, the building regulations.
I'm later handed a drawing I had noted up for a building regulations application last night. Items he had specifically asked me to put on the drawing, now need to be removed because the client doesn't want them. He's added notes for items that have already been noted...and some of the scribbles meant nothing to me, though one needs to be an expert in scribbles to make out his handwriting at times. If anything, the fact we're making a building regs application for something that has actually been half completed is what really gets my goat. Building on site isn't permitted to begin until the authorities give you a receipt for the application. Even then, it's safer to wait for an approval because if you don't, you're screwed. Nonetheless, the world isn't going to fall on my head if this goes pear shaped...though some people are long overdue such a fate...considering I later learnt that the project doesn't even have planning permission - and an application hadn't even been made. My colleague should have done that before the building regs application. Makes you wonder...
Needless to say that all in all, today was a white wash. By the time I got home, I was more than ready for a good long soak.
This morning started off well. I was handed a letter dated 28th April to say that a planning application could not be processed due to missing information - an elevation drawing. Kindly, the planners had given us twenty-eight days in which to respond with the required information before they would return the application. Not so kindly, this letter had been left unattended on someone else’s desk until today, twenty-eight days later, so you might imagine I wasn't very impressed.
I was then handed another letter, accompanied by a collection of drawings. With some projects, the client wants to make all manner of minor tweaks to the designs we produce. This is one of them. My associate, giving them to me, smiled and said it would be easy, which doesn't explain why he didn't get on and do it himself when he received the letter last week. Experience tells me the client has since phoned and asked where his drawings are, so it was now being dumped on me. Much to my horror, though not to my surprise, my colleague was happy for me to work from a clients designs that were drastically flawed. I don't work on an 'anything is better than nothing' policy when it comes to design; and my colleague should know that we are responsible not just to nod our heads and applaud clients who suggest we clad a building in pink fur - though to keep the clients ideas in line with reasonable design and of all things, the building regulations.
I'm later handed a drawing I had noted up for a building regulations application last night. Items he had specifically asked me to put on the drawing, now need to be removed because the client doesn't want them. He's added notes for items that have already been noted...and some of the scribbles meant nothing to me, though one needs to be an expert in scribbles to make out his handwriting at times. If anything, the fact we're making a building regs application for something that has actually been half completed is what really gets my goat. Building on site isn't permitted to begin until the authorities give you a receipt for the application. Even then, it's safer to wait for an approval because if you don't, you're screwed. Nonetheless, the world isn't going to fall on my head if this goes pear shaped...though some people are long overdue such a fate...considering I later learnt that the project doesn't even have planning permission - and an application hadn't even been made. My colleague should have done that before the building regs application. Makes you wonder...
Needless to say that all in all, today was a white wash. By the time I got home, I was more than ready for a good long soak.
posted by Matthew E Cornish at
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