… (or possibly not quite so patiently) for the large digger to turn up, so are still doing all those irritating jobs that we don’t really fancy, like staining the inside of the porch…
..and finally gettting round to painting the new front door.
During that extraordinary hot spell, we were blessed to be about 10 degrees below London or Yorkshire temperatures, but we hadn’t had rain in weeks, as you can see below where one of our guests was happily paddling in the incredibly low water level in the river, finding a ‘cave’ under the stones near the middle of the course.
After the heat, we really got serious about doing the ghastly jobs: I set about cutting up the waste wood rescued from demolition works into fire wood, reducing this heap to…
…this! Effectively I have processed all the ‘obviously’ reclaimed wood, leaving just the unprocessed logs to saw up, probably later this autumn.
Whilst I was doing that, Mike has been clearing the silicone off the windows in the porch, and preparing the exterior woodwork for painting. If we can catch a dry spell this week, I will be painting that asap.
But essentially we are still marking time until the digger appears. Here’s hoping we can nudge something soon: we are gloriously busy with accommodation customers, but we do want to start rebuilding as soon as we are able, once the digger has been in and the new foundations signed off!