Again, things don’t look very different, but much progress has been made.
Busy the next couple of weekends, so no further change will happen for a little bit.
Again, things don’t look very different, but much progress has been made.
Busy the next couple of weekends, so no further change will happen for a little bit.
After my longed for day off tomorrow was reduced to a half day, before being completely overtaken by the stuff I get paid to do, I took the opportunity to take this afternoon off.
After four hours working on the shed, though, I swear it doesn’t look any different.
However, at least I’ve now reduced the risk of imminent collapse.
I’m pretty happy with the layout of my local’s updated web page. There’s still work to be done, but thanks to Kev, who designs and prints the publicity material, the content’s looking better.
Had some pretty good feedback on my prototype web page for my local. Maybe a little over the top, but I’m pleased I’m heading in the right direction.
More work on the live music and charities page next.
Thought I’d do some work to benefit my local community.
It’s a little more phone friendly than the existing site.
I’ve not spent long on it, so it’s mostly placeholder pages while I get the structure right. So it’s nowhere near ready to be published.
After hearing from a few people that Pisa is something of a dump, I wasn’t particularly looking forward to seeing it. Even though it’s something that has to be done.
But it was well worth the visit.
And, of course, this also had to be done …
It’s not remotely a dump. Come on, I live in Gateshead. Our only historic landmark (the Get Carter car park) was demolished years ago.
One of the problems associated with living in a house built in (roughly) the 1830s is the lack of foundations. I may have mentioned this previously.
Last year, I found that the wall by the back door suffered from damp. Badly so. I removed the plaster from the wall and, since I’ve a fondness for exposed brick, I briefly considered leaving it so. However, it seemed that a previous occupant had also detected dampness. Early last century, I’d guess. I say that because the solution was to apply a cement-like substance as a barrier. Some of the cement coating came off with the plaster, but a large patch wouldn’t budge. Despite aggressive chiselling.
So, I put off doing anything with the wall because I wasn’t sure what to do with it. After a year of occasional deliberation, I decided on the only real option. To coat the wall and re-plaster.
Today, I took the first step and pointed the wall.
It’s rough, but it’s going to be covered, so I don’t need to tidy it up.
The big lump of stone on the right is the side of the fireplace. I’d have liked to clean it up and leave it exposed, but it’s just not practical.
I’ve developed the deepest respect for stonemasons. After another few hours working on the shed, I ache pretty much everywhere.
Rebuilding a stone wall isn’t easy. There’s a lot of walking backwards and forwards with heavy pieces of stone and lifting and rearranging to get the right fit.
It’s extremely slow progress and I’m going through a ridiculous amount of sand and cement. But I’m sure it’ll be worth the effort.
And at least the rock pile in the garden is now smaller.