A glorious day today, which we decided to celebrate with an extensive sit on the patio, in the sun with our tea and doughnuts.
Well, until interupted by Lucky the Dalmatian, which wasn't very long.
He has this rather intimidating stare, which makes the victims recoil and hold the doughnut higher and higher. This only servers to intensify Lucky's stare!
The planks used for the shuttering turned out to be too long, so Tim and Dave found a useful sawbench to cut the ends off.
More and more posts were hammered in, until we had a twin wall shuttering construction in place.
The idea is to have a ring beam under the shelter. This will have a row of bricks on it inside, so that any rainwater will always stay outside. Then there will be a second pour of concrete for the middle, which is the actual floor of the building.
After this little 'frisson' of excitement, we extended the shuttering activity to edging of the path down the slope, which needed some fettling at the bottom where the level didn't look quite right.
Do these two boards need to be level with each other? Does it matter if they are not?
This will become a gravelled path when it's finished.
After a bit of hard shovelling, Peter and Paul take a rest on that handy rail down the path.
It really is at a perfect height for taking five, and a chat about stuff.
By the way, we are going to repair the lower edge of the shelter, as it it rather moth eaten, and Tim will be making new angle iron ends for the 4 corner posts, which we discovered are all of different lengths, and so can't really do their job.
After lunch, we could no longer avoid the unavoidable, so Minnie was kick started into life and we started the heavy duty travail of making concrete, and lots of it.
We had two guys on making the stuff, and two on barrows ferrying it down the slope, where two more were shovelling it into the shuttering for the ring.
Here are Peter and Dave P busy with the second layer.
In the foreground, they have already got to the top, and levelled it off.
Some rubble has been found for the middle, which we will cast next time.
Finally, as we had half a barrow of mix left over at the end of the day, we decided to make good use of it on the penultimate handrail post, which got a bit of a nudge from the mini digger when Steve sorted out the site last week.
He did fess up to what he'd done, so we gave him a cup of tea and a bacon butty to show that we didn't really mind. Honesty is the best policy, after all.
Here Paul has the important job of holding the line, while Tim holds the level to make sure it's vertical. When we're happy, the hole is filled with concrete and we are allowed home to conclude the day.