Well, you will be pleased to hear we have solved the riddle of where the builders go to loo now that they have ripped out the bathroom, sink and toilet bowl. LO was putting her bike away in the shed when there was the sound of hurried zipping, followed by the emergence of Uncle builder from behind the shed.
I guess as far as marking out your territory, that will probably keep most of the large apes away from our garden, and it is also probably doing wonders for the composting, which is a well known trick if you listen to Gardener's Question Time - but I don't, so I am guessing.
We now have a large hole in the wall in to what was the utility room, and the window is also just a hole, ready for making slightly narrower to fit in with the position of the new shower cubicle. One of the steels comes today, the rest on Monday, so we are in to the world of acros and big holes. I had to add bolts to the door in to the old utility room just to keep us safe in her bed. I also had to add a bracket to the top right of the patio doors since with the side wall removed for keying in new brickwork, there is owt holding it in.
All this security stuff needs to last one day, because tomorrow Uncle Chippie is coming round to create a screen at the end of the breakfast bar to block us completely off from the building, so that they can then pull down whatever they want, in whatever order they need to to get the job done, or if the weather stops other activities. We are slowly shrinking in to the rest of the house, and the clutter level is reaching critical levels. More stuff has gone in to the loft, more still will go to the shed, and we end up living in not much more than a caravan, relatively speaking.
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