19th April 2018
The cottage was full of plasterers slopping the pink stuff about, I don’t know what a collective of plasterers are called, maybe a “Tub of plasterers”. Each chap had a large plastic container, for which they would mix shit up with a giant food blender, that they would have to wash, then pass it to another, who, would go through the same procedure. However the process worked and soon most of the two rooms were transformed. This was an expensive day, three bodies, but at least most of the downstairs is finished.
There was not a lot for me to do at the cottage, and I didn’t want to get splashed with plaster, so I decided to finish Ryan and Louise’s pavilion that I had started last August. It could not be completed at that time because of a shortage of 11mm OSB. The sheets had been delivered a month after I was in the US, so the building was covered in a tarpaulin for the winter. As summer had hit the UK today it was perfect to do the job. At the end, the top of my head was like a radish, I was dripping like a tap, but at least I finished it. I still have doors to fit, but that is another day.
Another Lifetime to go 