Heaven, Hell & flapjack

In the last few days we have either been up on the scaffolding, adding extra coats of stain to the soffits & fascias, or on our knees laying damp-proof membrane & cutting floor insulation.
I should not complain, as Keith (who knows how to treat a girl) bought me a pair of gel-filled knee-pads and I shuffle around on them. Fortunately the Denford fashion police have fallen victim to the cuts.

Hell:
Here are the sheets of insulation, this was the easiest bit, in most rooms, Keith has been sawing them into the right shape; sometimes they crumble at the edges, like those pink wafer biscuits we used to have with ice cream!


And covered with a second layer of thick black plastic that takes a lot of wrestling into place! If I never see another roll of black tape, I won't complain!

Heaven:
The photo-voltaic panels are all up now, but will not function until the permanent electricity supply is connected.


Many thanks to our old neighbours Chris & Dave who came up to inspect our work and left home-made flap-jack to sustain us.

Dave - the 3rd pipe in the bathroom is for the pump circulating the hot water in the bathroom, including the whirlpool bath.
Neices (and others) - the whirlpool bath, along with Denford back brook is the nearest we are getting to a hot-tub. I guess you could run from one to the other and call it a spa.