15th November 2018
I am feeling that my life has been lived on a building site, the journey has been long, but the progress has been amazing, now I am craving for it to be over.
Gavin the electrician is in to power up the upstairs, I can see the finish line once the remaining fences have been cleared. The small bedroom just needs the floor sanding and then the oil applied.
I decided to tackle the removal of the stone hearth from the large bedroom. It is a piece of two inch thick by twenty four by twenty inches bath stone, set into the floor.
From experience I know how heavy the slab is, and I don’t particularly want my testicles jammed in my throat. One plan was to drill a series of holes and try to break it into smaller pieces, that was so hard, I lost the will to live half way through.
In the end, I lifted the slab up with a crow-bar and carefully man-handled the block down the stairs, one tread at a time.
When it was outside, I added it to the large pile of stones, then set about clearing out the big hole that it left in the floor.
There was a sense of achievement, I sat down, had a cup of tea, checked that all my dangly bits were still okay, and mapping out the next stage.
Another Lifetime to go 