The plasterboard came last week - tons and tons of it - about 370 sheets in total. We shifted more than half of it into the house and then gave up cos my shoulders started to grumble as did the floor joists.


I went away on a course for a week and when I came back all sorts of exciting things were happening. The place was hung about with electric wires like lianas in the jungle - the illusion heightened by the fact that the house is getting quite warm these days, with the insulation and all. The other morning I went in there at 8.30am - it was freezing outside - ice on the cars - and 14 degrees C inside. Result!!






R is having fun - he has lots of creative things to do which are making a big difference: hanging the building paper on all the external walls, putting in the ventilation system, organising the electricians and plumber and starting to put up the plasterboard. So the house is full of subbies, ventilation pipes, electric whatnots, piles of gypsum, the flue waiting to be installed and random bits of wood. What a difference a week makes.