Neph’s new house…
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You’re killing it. I just moved myself. Moving is my favorite…..
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You’re killing it. I just moved myself. Moving is my favorite…..
Ha… I sense irony hiding antipathy. The worst thing about this gig is that at the end of all the blood, sweat and tears, there will be more blood, sweat and tears because we’ll have to actually move house [emoji1]
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So after a month of aforementioned blood sweat and tears, I’m nearly finished with the demolition. 50 cubic metres of crap has been ripped out and sent to the tip. The clay from the floor will be removed by a giant, truck mounted vacuum cleaner soon and then it will be time to get the builders in (if we ever find any we trust).
I could take you all for an extended pictorial tour, but it all looks like this:
Although to be fair I got some assistance to move the crap out. Look how pleased he is to help:
Here is a shot of the upstairs bathroom… seen from the downstairs hallway [emoji23]
We did make a new archeological find. Someone obviously injured themselves 80 years ago as this packaging was for gauze and bought from
a local chemist that doesn’t exist anymore. I’m going to do some research to find out about it:
Update on the Shinayaka denim coming on the appropriate thread soon. I’ll be washing them next week. For now a bit of dirty vest porn….
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How cool is this going to be when its done?–plus the added satisfaction of having done it with your own two hands.
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Indeed… specs were not quite the same in those days. There were obviously some standards however. The planks that form the load bearing walls are very nicely finished, as are the very beefy 4x10 ([emoji15]) floor beams.
The 1x4 floor boards have some shady finishing with old bark showing on the edges whereas that bit in the pic is part of the underside of the floor divider. They are cut to fit perpendicular to the floor beams and their only function is to keep the clay in place. It looks like they used cut offs and any other old shite for the job.
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After a brief hiatus, things are moving again. This week I have been assisting a hired crew in getting the 80 year old dried clay out from the floors. It has been a struggle but we are done:
Tomorrow I’ll ge taking out the panel you can see between the beams which will leave the entire house open through three floors. Ladders ahoy.Caught a tasty combined sunrise/sunset at 2pm from my balcony:
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Must feel great about getting that muck out….
You have no idea how liberating it is. Despite being bare it feels like a house again, and the future looks brighter.
Digging for the new drainage starts on Monday too and next week we hope to sign a contract with a builder so the can get started realigning the floors.
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Cool…...How many ovens?
Two, one with steam [emoji1] i’ve also wangled a full length fridge, separate freezer and a vertically split combo fridge freezer in the cellar. So that is two wins.
We mostly argued about the colours for the cupboard doors and bench tops. She was wrong but got her way there. Don’t know why she is so invested in it, it isn’t like she will be allowed in there anyway [emoji6]
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morning. Tejas time. just getting up to date on some reading. I applaud your efforts. after building 3 houses (err project managing the builds) and the time they took + work, yers seems daunting. following tho cause i love watching rebuilds.
a friend in Houston just finished a rebuild of a 50’s ranch right on the bayou. had been marked as a historical structure and before he purchased so regs and historical overseers were a HUGE PITA for him. result was spectacular tho. i contributed by finding a and gifting them 50’s 8’ star mirror. will be nice till the next flood…:|
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Cheers @mikebarhoot . It has been quite a fall season.
Officially finished the demo job today… just in time for xmas. This is taken from the floor of my cellar looking all the way up to the inside of the roof. 80 year wooden old framing and walls and not a hint of damp or rot. And this in a part of the world where wind and rain is regularly biblical in its proportions.
