Watched a "documentary" called Catfish last night on the recommendation of my brother. Some people think it's not a real documentary. It was good, whatever. After that I watched a couple of episodes of the most recent series of Curb Your Enthusiasm. Coz it's good.
This morning my uncle Lawrence arrived a little before 9pm and worked his little socks off.
He moved a door through 90 degrees, knocked a wall down and put a new door in in a wall that didn't have a door.
Left is "before", minus a few doors. Middle is "during" and right is "after".
It's given us loads more room in the bathroom for a nice big bath and if we're clever we can coax the cats in there and we should be able to swing them quite comfortably. We were very pleased with the work, but that was just the tip of the ice berg.
Mel's brother returned with Ben and set about finishing the door. I set about burning stuff and all was going well until this happened :
We got carried away, and to cut a long story short, a man from the environmental health department came round and asked nicely that we stop burning. This actually happened. We think the neighbours complained. Gutted. My burning days are over.
Anyway, the door was finished thanks to Ben and his fantastic brick work skills. We then set about demolishing the lean to building.
It doesn't look like it, but I was heavily involved in the destruction process. Someone had to take photos.
There's a LOAD of rubble and rubbish left that would have burned up just lovely but someone had other ideas about that. So we've got a skip coming tomorrow and if all goes to plan we'll be loading in the lean to and the bathroom. Fingers crossed.
Melissa missed all of this, thankfully, as she was at work.
I'm just cooking my tea (at 10pm) and I'm going to watch more Curb while Melissa catches up on Hollyoaks.
See you tomorrow!
