The last few days have been plaster boarding and cleaning ones.
By end of play today, Saturday, almost every nook and cranny that needs to be has been plaster boarded.
(There are about 3 minor exceptions, as we have temporarily run out of board….) Phil has now scraped clean and polished all of the windows in the restaurant, cleaned much of the floor, and cleaned out one of the old chillers. She has also painted out the ‘Plas Hall Pub Sky’ sign (which seems too well attached for us to risk taking it down), much to our relief, and has assembled more tables and chairs (see photo far below).
Jane has been working on recipes including sample paninis, and helping with other tasks. I have been driving around for supplies, cutting and fitting plaster board and taping joints’ and also clearing out the long corridor with Jane. Mike has been batoning and boarding.
On the more exciting side, we have taken delivery of the ventilator hood for the kitchen, the stand for the coffee machine (for which Mike has completed the electrical and plumbing install), and the antibacterial paints for the kitchen.
And yesterday, I took the available taste police with me (aka Jane and Philly) and we purchased some crockery, cutlery and storage containers, ready for the next phase. Which is as good an excuse as any for another shot or two of the emerging restaurant…
Looking at tasks still to complete (plaster kitchen and lobby; paint kitchen, store and lobby; fit floor edging and paint floor; fit extractor hood and vent; connect electrics and get signed off; call in fire alarm components and get sign off; decide lobby flooring; install kitchen equipment; clean) it look increasingly like we will miss the Bank Holiday weekend, but here’s hoping we will be open soon-ish!
So what was the extra, extra bit? I had written to here, and was just fitting in the photos, when I noticed things had gone kind of quiet in the kitchen. Mike had been preparing chilli pasta with salad for our dinner (since we have an unofficial split of evening work between cooking, and blogging/doing accounts/assorted other documentary-type tasks). When I had finished inserting photos, I pottered through to find Mike and Phil studiously staring at the meal. Turns out, Mike had tried to prise the lid off the saucepan using a ceramic knife, and he had heard the tip break off. Searching found no sign of the missing portion so the delicious meal has had to hit the (food waste) bin and frozen chips and fish cakes are now being prepared. Of course we realise that the minute the food hits the bin, we will probably find the knife fragment somewhere unrelated, but you know what sticklers we are for Health and Safety!