Then I asked them if they could wake me up tomorrow morning when they arrive. I explained that I'm a lazy-ass who can't get out of bed. Well, I actually explained that I have a late-night return tonight and that a kick on the door in the morning, if I'm not up to meet them, would do me a favour. They understood that it wasn't actual laziness.
Well, I'm paying for them to do the work, they may as well help me with other stuff.
I've left them biscuits, a kettle, a bucket to flush the loo with, and a room to plaster that will involve a lot of running up the stairs with buckets of plaster, since there's no room to set up anything bigger in the bathroom. Sorry.
Still, by the weekend, I'll have a plastered bathroom and my downstairs hall ceiling will be well beauty.