Last night I popped into Asda for some Vileda mop heads. I took two, this whoops loaf and some daffodil bulbs, 50 in total.
So at least I can have some yummy sandwiches today.
One thing I know it is raining. And that is a good thing. My whole body aches from yesterdays momentous effort on the drive. Today I don’t fancy doing anymore.
I go into town with my brother, mainly to get my hair cut and also to head into New Look Morrisons to get some cat soups.
When I’m back at home, my dad turns up gets the grinder out and we make a line at the end of the drive. Well the part on the right.
I tap away the tarmac and edge, and remove yet more hidden brick, concrete and foundations. Once we get some edging strips in it will not look so bad and then we can backfill and put some instamac in.
For now though I’m going to relax.
In fact I relax that much that I put on Skyrim. Yeah how long ago is that.
I have a good play and enjoy it. While it would be nice to buy it on the PS4 it would be a waste of money. I just couldn’t start from the beging again.
I put my feet up of my weary achy body.
Slip in a disc and turn up the surround sound.
A film about pleasant thoughts?
It ends happy enough but how did we get there?
Out there somewhere the world looks so nice. There is even wildlife out there. The Pidgeon is eating something.
This is precompost. There is the liberated banana skin.
I get the bacon out o the freezer turn the kettle on and let it defrost while
I head for the shower and bathroom cleaning session.
When the bacon is cooked I sit outside and complanate what the day holds.
Sometime later the sledge hammer is out and the wall foundations are out.
Sometime later the 4inch slabs from 1930 are destroyed along with my arms and the modern slabs are removed.
I have obviously got to get rid of some of this rubble. Out come the trailer.
And so the laborious work of moving the bits to the trailer begins.
I hook the trailer up.
Fill it to what I think I can get away with weight wise, not volume.
I pull off hearing the creaking and the push you pull me effect of having such a weigh on the back.
I arrive at the tip, and knowing you have to pay for rubble I go for the I’ve got two trailer loads to get rid of to get a good deal So I’m charged £9 a trailer.
While others came along in disbelief that they had to pay, gave a long argument, and general said all the things they had heard so many times before. I got asked how much I was charged for a trailer of rubble. They could not believe it, but I just simply replied, and how much would a skip cost me?
It was a nice day to throw rubble from the small trailer to the big bin.
I return home and do the second run.
Much later the day ends like this, I’m so tired, I ache so much. Here you can see the original arrangement of the paving slabs, with the original property boundary ones on the left. And the extended property boundary ones on the right.
And while it was hard work to move them They look better like this. I did this to the gate. What is awkward is they are all slightly different sizes.
The front of the drive to where the pea shingle is going now looks like this. I go to Wicks and get some drive sheet.
And here from the front door to the pavement I’m going to build a block path.
First though I need to buy some building blocks and stuff.
I’m sure it will look good in the end.
But I’m about to die.
In fact I’m that tired I already know nothing is going to change tomorrow.
I’m impressed though how much i got done in the end.
And so I put the outdoor tools away.
Come in doors and change the door handles downstairs for some silver ones.
I get the sledge hammer out. Its time to do some work.
I know the house is built with good bricks but the base of this wall is built with good mortar. I can’t feel my arms any more. Man this was tiring.
oh yeah I’m ready for this.
At £8 with a drink its not bed at all.
I really fancied this. And with that it is to bed early as I’ve got to get up at 8:30am.
It looks so beautiful, yet what is so beautiful, is an uncontrollable pain. I rip it out, and its not for the compost no this menace should go straight in the brown bin.
I get the mower out and head next door. Call me Forest but this was enjoyable.
And then I went round my own garden and mowed that.
ah so enjoyable.
A neat trim makes it so much better.
A truly beautiful spectacle.
And with that I get the spade out of the garage and start to dig.
Project drive is started.