So, just before I set to on my essay (while I drink my coffee) I thought I’d poke you all with another update. Incidentally, since I like knowing what’s going on in people’s lives (I’m nosey like that) and there’s more mutterings of explosions in the LJ world, if anyone’s got a non-LJ-journal which they post on, and wouldn’t mind my continued nosings into their lives, then popping a comment on here would be much appreciated.
Anyhow, the builders have astonished me by turning up every single day at 0800-0830 (today I suspect they were here earlier than that!), and working until 1600 or 1700 fairly frequently. The driveway is now laid, it’s just the rest of the retaining walls (and the replacement for the wall that was between us and our neighbour), waterproofing the back of the wall and infilling with soil to go. They reckon by the end of next week the driveway should be done and they’ll be done. Quality wise, they’re not the highest quality of works I’ve ever seen, but then they are outside works, so they may not be bothering with doing things quite to the standard they might inside.
Meh.
A few days ago:
Today:
They’ll be invited in to quote for taking down the wall inside anyhow. Probably get around 3 or 4 builders to quote for that.
The garden continues apace, we managed to get 4 more native plants in, which is very cool. Found an online supplier of natives, too, which fills me with joy. The seedlings continue to grow – we were a bit keen and put some of them outside to harden off a bit. Apparently it’s a bit early for that (but we need some indoor space to stat the next lot off!). Kathryn planted loads of ’em while she wasn’t feeling great and I actually dug over an enormous great chunk of garden.
We actually went to the garden centre for some topsoil (although it occurred to me later that we could nick some of the top-soil-ish stuff from the earthworks, which I did, then mixed with lots of compost), some compost, and a single, lone plant. My mum, you see, has bought a plant for us. Two, actually. Well, she bought one and sent us a cheque for another. We therefore went in search of it and…well… our legendary restraint kicked in:
Anyhow, much digging and:
(for comparison, a few days ago).
On monday, theoretically, the electrician and plumber arrive. We’ve not managed to strip the ceiling tiles all off, which is a bit distressing. And I’m doing my degree work (coffee’s nearly finished), which means I’m not doing ceiling tiles today. Again, my scheduling sucks arse – if I were better at doing things when I should, not when it’s a panicked rush, then this probably wouldn’t have arisen. However, we’ll do our best to get them off – and at the end of the day, I’m off next week, so I can work in the rooms they’re not in getting them down, I suppose, at worst.
Oh, I went running (along the river) this morning. I’m now knackered, pre-emptively, for the late shift I’m on later :-(.
In other news, I’ve been much enjoying the output from the Bush VHF61 – so thank you muchly John! The cables are on order to create an aux input, and with luck I’ll manage to nab a dab adaptor – which should mean that we can listen to 6 music on it :) Yay.
