To start this post, here is the final cropping of Brussels sprouts from the plot. They were a good crop this year - feeding me from late October 2020 thru til this final haul in the middle of March 2021.
The plumber has been to unblock the bathroom pipe twice. The first time he unblocked the basin, the second time he had to unblock the shower which had burst through the pipe joint again. On the second trip he had to make a hole in the wall...
That was not the only dramatic work done by myself or workmen in or on the house in March. As you can see above - we have finally gotten around to the removal of cavity wall insulation. This is the mess it left due to insecure window fittings. Both the poor workmanship on the windows and the insulation were due to the former owner of the house we live in - my late father. He accepted anything free/discounted that the government told him he should have. Above/below is the kitchen windowsill after that wretched unwanted-by-me insulation was removed middle of March.
The following photo was taken the night before they finished the job showing how it was left overnight.
They
began promptly and politely on time on the Wednesday, and although
expensive, I have to admit they did a good job. There was a lot of
mess however, and I felt quite deflated on Thursday morning when I
began to vacuum, wipe, clean and otherwise clear up the interior of
the house. It was dusty again soon afterwards, too...
You can see that they left holes in the wall, which were made with a loud drill - reminding me of an upcoming dental appt....and keeping my son awake. This was not the workmen's fault, just the job...which was naturally a messy one.
There was a lot of rubble and dust left behind after they extracted the disgusting muck my father allowed to be pumped into his walls. This sort of mess deflates me dreadfully - and once again, deep breaths and sighs drag me to the surface, wishing all work was done and I was also done with the clearing up afterwards....
