Tuesday, December 27, 2005
Mummy, it's snowing!!
It's snowing in Beatrice's new room.Less amusingly, it's also below zero in Mummy and Daddy's current room.
Friday, December 23, 2005
Happy Christmas!
It may be a building site, but we can forget all that, with a selection of sophisticated decorations.
Half-close your eyes and you could be at any of the stately homes of England.
It seems so quiet (sniff)
The builders have packed up neatly, and gone away for Christmas.And gosh, the house seems so big now they're gone.
We miss them already.
No worries
I'm not entirely postive, but it does seem that this steel bar is all that is currently supporting the entire house.Still, not too windy right now.
Monday, December 19, 2005
Hurray for Sunday!
The builders aren't here, which means I can play on the scaffolding without being told off.Look at me. Look how high I am!
By the way, the land you can see at the back is where John Prescott plans to build an enormous "affordable" housing estate, with a chip shop, just as soon as we've finished our extension. Probably.
Saturday, December 17, 2005
Perhaps now..
.. Beatrice can understand why we needed her to move out of her bedroom and into the spare room "just for a short while".
But am I bovvered?
Walls, ceilings and large areas of roof have been removed. It's 2 degrees outside, and a chill wind is blowing through holes large enough to put your head through.But Helen is wearing at least 5 layers of clothing, so she ain't bovvered.
The children are refusing to leave their beds.
Friday, December 16, 2005
Oh dear
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Is this what you want to see when some nice men have taken away a large part of a perfectly good roof, and replaced it with a single sheet of felt?
I don't think so.
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
Going up
First floor (second if you're non-British types) is begun.The white wooden bit lurking sheepishly at the back knows its days are numbered. It will be in bits in a skip 'ere long.
And look, at the bottom of the picture: say farewell to grass-cutting misery with new, improved "sea-o'-mud". Kids (and hens and escaped rabbits) just love it.
You'll always find me in the kitchen..
Pretty much finished really, bar the floor, windows, ceiling and lots of expensive fittings.Just for a laugh
We take the toilet off the wall and crucify it on an old pallet.
I'm sure there's a good reason for this, but it don't 'alf feel odd being "at stool" in the middle of the room.
And the radiator burns ones thighs at wipe-time too.I'm sure there's a good reason for this, but it don't 'alf feel odd being "at stool" in the middle of the room.
Just like the real world.
And you can even see where the doors and windows might go.Gosh, its all going rather well.
Hang on a minute...
In which the builders start the new, without first removing the old.This is deliberate, as it prevents us having to live in our garden for the duration of the coldest winter since 1963
Where'd the path go?
Dug up and put into a very-expensive-to-remove skip, that's where.Real photo's: 'ere we go...
Arthur the Rooster of Very Little Brain realises something is amiss when the garden begins to disappear from beneath him.
Monday, December 12, 2005
No, its not much good, is it?
Just told my sister about this, so she may well come along and have a look. And conclude that her time has been wasted.
Sorry, Claire.
I'll make it better soon...
Sorry, Claire.
I'll make it better soon...
Friday, December 09, 2005
This time it's a real photo (but still not one of mine)
Here's what the place looked like from space (well, from a few thousand feet up) a few weeks ago. Any passing intergalactic aliens, lost pilots and birds would have seen this during the summer, prior to the winter and builders uniting to turn everything into a sea of mud.It was good of the aliens to paint the enormous orange arrow on top of the foliage like that. I presume they'll use it to identify the place when they return to abduct and anally probe us all. Again.
Thursday, December 08, 2005
What's this all about, then?
This is where we'll show a generally disinterested world photographs of the development of the extension to our house. It may well mean that, as a result, we become the victims of burglars, identity thieves, Nigerian scammers and for all I know alien space-monkeys. But hey, what is life without a few risks?
Until a few weeks ago, the house looked like this:
According to our worryingly vague architect, it will - by February 2006, look something like this:
None of the above is true. I'll try to make sure the rest of the photo's are genuine.
Until a few weeks ago, the house looked like this:
None of the above is true. I'll try to make sure the rest of the photo's are genuine.
