It was a beautiful spring day today. The larks were out, the sun was shining, and we sat outside in the sun with all thoughts of winter forgotten. We knew it was spring, as Dave P arrived sporting a pair of sunglasses, the optimist.
...focus all attention on a single victim!
Jim H was selected as having the largest remaining piece, and most likely to give it up.
An intense stare plays a part in the new strategy.
If it doesn't work, edge closer.
The victim will recoil, holding the last scrap of doughnut closer to his mouth.
Edge closer still, until the jaws rest on his knees...
Success! High Five! (should that be 'High Paws'?) . Jim finally relented, and gave up the last piece, nearly losing a finger in the process.
While this jolity went on, Dave P and Peter were at Winchcombe, retrieving a final 4 slabs from the pile behind the B&S hut. They were put on the forklift and driven to Hayles over the trackbed.
Julian and John placed a number of fence posts along the path, which will lead from the turn on the path above, down to where the hut will be placed.
The method of construction was taken from historical photographs, so the posts will have a triangular top (to divert rainwater) and a length of galvanised water pipe through holes drilled into the upper parts of them.
We won't be drilling just yet, as the posts have to be set in concrete first.
John M was on mortar making duty today, and produced this fine looking barrow load, which he duly slapped on the brickwork, ready for the next slab. This was to be a monster one, over 6 feet long.
As the slabs, ex CRC2, are made of natural stone, they come in all sorts of lengths, and some of them are twice as long as others.
Dave D once again volunteered to do the prepping and cutting. We even bought him a new blade. Despite being diamond tipped, they wear out at alarming speed, lasting as little as 4 slabs.
Here the Telehandler is bringing 'the monster' slab down from the cutting area.
Paul has the 'stomper', its end now rather splintered. It's done a lot of stomping by now.
Jim was team leader for placing in the half hour before lunch, as Paul went off to fry the bacon. Such an aroma that generates, there was hardly any need to call the gang to eat. They knew.
Here's a shot of the handrail posts, all in.
You can really see the shape of the path now.
They still need creosoting, the tops cutting to a triangle, and that painted white. (after investigation of the historical photographs).
The last slab laid today was also on the slope. We did not in fact finish this job today, we we nearly got there though. The short missing bit is behind Paul's head, so it almost looks as if all the slabs are on.
Finally, a request for a historical picture or memories:
We have established that the stationmaster's houses at Broadway, Toddington and Winchcombe were apparently identical, except for different tones in the stone used. They did not originally have a bathroom, and usually one of the bedrooms was sacrificed to provide one at a later date. Needless to say, they didn't have a garage either, that was added more recently.
Any help with the history would be gratefully received.