The week of luck

We decided to get the bathroom done and since Hez and Becky had just had theirs done and were recommending the guy who did it we hired him. Paul is quite young but very precise and seems keen to do a good job. In short we trust him. We'd spend months if not years discussing the bathroom and to be frank we were sick to death of looking at catalogues, so we decided to do things a la Hez and Becky - we sent Paul off with an idea of what we liked and he went and chose everything. The only things left for us to get was the furniture; towel rail, cabinet etc. So we headed off to Ikea in Coventry on the friday night. We did well and got everything on that evening, which was a stroke of luck, then I followed Al home as we'd come in separate cars. He has a country lane route which is a short cut. It was on one of those dark lanes that I was going round a parked car when a smart car (driving towards me on the other side with a faulty front light) and I clashed mirrors. Mine was utterly destroyed... bloody pain in the neck! In the morning I asked our neighbour Dave who, handily, is a car mechanic. He was able to fix it. Paul got cracking on the bathroom on the monday but a few days in it became apparent that there were several problems with our electrics. After an electrician, Carl, looked around the house it was determined we'd have to consider rewiring the whole house. Now, there were other alternatives but me and Al thought it was a bit of a Hobsons choice and decided to get the job booked in and done asap. The bathroom we were hoping could be finished as early as friday (yesterday) but it looks like it'll be tuesday since the walls all needed plastering. So today, with the house filled with tools and bits and bobs, we are heading off to pick new lights as the whole house will be done. Then yesterday, poor Al discovered a long crack in his windscreen out of nowhere! Please can this be the end of our run of bad luck, please?!
I'll show you pictures soon...