Chris and I spent an exorbitant amount of time examining the various cutters on sale: we wanted to make sure that whichever one we bought would be up to the job of cutting floor tiles about a quarter of an inch thick. Eventually we found one which we thought would be right for our needs and drove back to Les Lavandes whistling merrily.
lunch we tried out the new tile cutter. We decided to play it safe, and
used one of the already spoiled tiles. The result was exactly the same
as before. Could it be that there was something wrong with this tile
cutter as well, or were we just not using it correctly? Perhaps
somebody at Mr Bricolage could tell us, so we put the cutter and the
spoilt tile in the car and set off back to Mr B.
It was only with
some difficulty that we managed to explain to the assistant at the
information desk just what our problem was, but our persistence paid off
and she went to find the store's resident expert on tile cutting. When
he arrived we went through the rigmarole again. Fortunately the expert
cottoned on quicker than the young lady had. He raised his eyebrows in
time with his shoulders as he shrugged and spread his hands as if to
ask, "Well, what do you expect?" His response was issued in
machine-gun-style French, from which we gathered that he really was
saying "Well, what do you expect?" We also understood him to be saying
that the cutter we had bought was completely useless for cutting floor
tiles, a job for which it was never intended.
He led us back to
the area of the store where we had so carefully examined all the wide
variety of tile cutters on sale. The expert pointed to a huge beast
that stood on the floor like a saw bench. "That is what you need for
floor tiles," he exclaimed.
The price of this monster made me
raise my eyebrows: the cutter was going to cost me more than the tiles,
the adhesive and grout all added together. Luckily, the cost was
defrayed a little when the store agreed to buy back the cutter I had so
recently bought and Chris and I drove away with the back of the car
almost dragging along the road, so heavy was the brute.