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Published: January 31st 2009
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Back up on Monday got stuck in traffic jam for over an hour - lorry had jack-knifed just north of Lochearnhead. Lots more snow and picture postcard views. Spent most of the day framing out the ceilings ready for the plasterboard. (look who's learnt a technical term!!)
Tuesday. Highlight was hanging of front door - took us a wee bit of jiggery pokery to get it in as some of lime the plaster had to be scraped off to get it it to fit. Still snow flurries
Weds. Douglas and Robert back on site to continue with electrics. More pasterboarding. So far so good body seems to be holding up ok
I had dinner with Ewan, Marieke and Calum and afterwards we, or rather Ewan and I, had few beers, another enjoyable evening. Slept in the straw bale house as Sue and Tober had guests. The house was actually pretty warm despite only having a couple of convection heaters.
Thursday continued with plasterboarding of upstairs walls then headed down road after quick tidy up as car needs to go to garage (it seems to be feeling the strain as well).
Meanwhile the oldest bank in
Ceiling framed out
Ready for plasterboard Scotland is quietly swallowed by Lloyds and my screen saver at work loses the familar chips and peas logo (think about it - unless you're in England in which case - don't bother) and is replaced by a black horse.
Another week dawns and Willy goes back to the woolly house to find that even more wool has been delivered and all the sheets of Kingspan floor insulation have disappeared. Even better, Willy's credit card gets a refund for the Kingspan.
The extra wool is rolls of thermafleece - wool that is processed into pads which can easily be used to fill the gap between the two sheets of plasterboard on a stud wall. We thought it would be quite hard to put loose wool in the walls - and it would also tend to sink down and settle at the bottom of the wall, leaving an airgap at the top. That's just like when you open a box of cornflakes and the packet seems half full because the cornflakes have shuffled about and sunk to the bottom of the packet.
It would be interesting to compare the respective volumes and weights of wool and straw
Back door
There is a debate as to whether this is the back door or the front door. It's the door that opens onto the yard.... in the house: unfortunately we don't know either. Is there more wool in the house or more straw? What do you think? There are definitely thousands of fleeces and only hundreds of straw bales.
This week the plan is to plasterboard all the ceilings to which end, Ben has been co-opted to assist, as it's hard for one person to hold a whole sheet of plasterboard above their head while it's fixed.
At about 9.30 on Monday morning, plan A is abandoned. The underside of the sarking is wet. Willy phones me for technical advice. I say, it's fine, it's just the house drying out - carry on.
No one else agrees with me, so Willy takes all the plastic off the small north bedroom roof and pulls out the about a quarter of the wool. I think at this point they all realise that if they pull all the wool out of the rafters, it'll be like being stuck in an enormous fluffy cloud and no one will be able to move about upstairs.
So they move to plan B and start plasterboarding the downstairs ceilings.
Barring an unfortunate encounter between a Stanley knife
Door from inside
Seems wierd to be able to see what's going on outsidet and a finger, work seems to have progressed very smoothly until Friday, when Laurel and Hardy (aka Ben and Willy) try to fit plasterboard having gone to bed too late on Thursday night and drunk just a little more than was good for them. Both are convinced that they were led astray....
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