Thursday, 30 April 2015

Windows, day two

I was not looking forward to Day Two.  Partly because it involved changing the window/door in the sewing room, partly because Management wasn't here.  However, over the numerous mugs of tea he made yesterday for Liam and Mark, I suspect there may have been a 'heads up' along the lines of "She doesn't cope well with mess and disruption" and today the guys were incredibly careful.

Finishing trim applied to the new sitting room windows, and the cills from last year's patio doors were replaced.  We've never been happy with them and when this was pointed out to the chap who runs the company he agreed without hesitation to change them.

Daisy copes better with all the disruption than I do :-)

Before he went to collect his Mum, Management ensured the sewing room was securely 'wrapped up' and thankfully the guys were prepared to work on this room with access restricted to outside only.  As the size of the opening wasn't being changed this was a "relatively" simple window replacement.

Remember what this room looked like when we moved in?

And what we did to improve things a little when it became my sewing room?

Now it's hardly recognisable!

But to get there we went through the usual mess and upheaval - I didn't enjoy it :-(

From the amount of water that puked out of the old frame it's clear this is a job that needed doing.

On the upside, this is the first thing I saw when the new window/door was installed.

When I wasn't making numerous mugs of tea and coffee (boy, do these guys know how to stay hydrated!) I retreated to My Happy Place and spent a pleasant couple of hours potting on seedlings.

Wayne arrived mid-afternoon and made a mess in preparation for some work Management hopes to do over the weekend.

Wednesday, 29 April 2015

New windows, a survival guide

In a (non-existent) ideal world either we wouldn't need to replace windows or I could be a very, very long way away when it happened.  In the real world neither was an option so I insisted on the next best thing which was for Management to be here.  And bless him, he shielded me completely from the stress and most of the disruption so Day One of the latest phase of work passed relatively easily.

So here's how to survive the replacement of two huge windows in the sitting room:

1.  Have Management here to help move furniture and cover everything with decorating sheets.

2.  Take Daisy for a long walk by the river.

3.  Come home, have coffee, take some pictures.

4.  Go out and do the grocery shopping and errands.  Leave Management with the camera.

5.  Come home, have a quick lunch.

6.  Go out to my favourite nursery.

7.  Come home with a car full of plants.

8.  Help clear up and wave good-bye to Liam and Mark until tomorrow.

"Room with a view"

These are very big bits of glass.

Daisy was completely unperturbed by the whole thing.

Priorities - woodburner first, then put supper in the oven :-)

Even though things are not completely finished, we are completely blown away by the impact these new windows have had on the sitting room.  Our plan was to have window seats made which is why the bottom of each window is solid, however, now they're fitted we are not so sure.  No problem, we'll live with this for a few months and then decide. 

M. admits that there was a couple of occasions when he was glad I was out - rotten wood under one of the old windows, all the water gushing out of the old (and failed) frames, the mess when timbers and wall above the old windows were removed, the mess when insulation was being fitted . . .  Oh, I am so glad I didn't witness any of that.

Saturday, 25 April 2015

Pond edging

Thanks to the incredible bounty of our recent 'log delivery' I have finally been able to create a neat finish around the far edge of the Big Pond.  The idea is fairly simple and copies the Top Pond, the only difference being here I've used logs and up by the house I had stone to work with.

Once I'd worked out what to do (and had the materials for it), the whole job was fairly straightforward.  The logs I've used are generally about five or six inches in diameter and a row was laid around the pond edge.

Soil from the edge of the compost heap (I think it was spare turf before composting) was piled into the channel I created.

Small ivy planted, and a topping of decent compost.

With a little help from LP's chainsaw, more logs on top to cover the soil.  Hopefully in two or three years time the ivy will have covered the logs creating lots of interesting spaces where frogs and newts can be safe.  If the ivy grows into the grass then lawn-mowing will keep it in check, although does it really matter if a lovely evergreen really useful plant stretches its legs a bit :-)

Unusually for a weekend LP was with us today but it was too damp this morning for him to help Management as planned.  Therefore he and I set to moving the rest of the logs off the driveway and at the bottom of the pile came across two huge pieces, both 'interesting shapes'.  We had fun messing with the pond edge to position them and the end result is terrific.

It's also terrific to have the drive clear and another huge log pile safely tucked away at the top of the garden :-)

Tuesday, 21 April 2015

"Just" a local dog walk

There have been very few walking posts recently, but Daisy and I have still been getting out two or three times each week, even if I don't take photos and write about it.  On Tuesday I'd thought about following David Hall's route around Cogra Moss and up to Blake but two minutes down the road and the car registering over 21 degrees nixed that plan.  Instead we had a gentle bimble around Holme Wood where we could stay under the trees and get some shade.

Not exactly hard-core fell walking but who cares?  Daisy certainly didn't seem to mind :-)

Saturday, 18 April 2015

Hot knife through butter

The tree surgeon who brought all that lovely timber last week was 'rewarded' for his generosity by getting the job of grinding out three leylandii stumps.  With a nearly new (and freshly sharpened) stump grinder, Simon and Paul went through the stumps like the proverbial hot knife through butter.

They worked extremely hard, were careful and conscientious and went 'the extra mile' to leave the ground as level and tidy as possible.  We were all worried about a stone getting thrown out and going through the greenhouse, hence the tarp, but in the event nothing untoward happened.  If only everything in the garden went as smoothly.

A quick before and after:

And some 'during':

Daisy did not like the noise and kept well back; she positioned herself as far away as possible whilst still being able to see me moving around near the shed.