The builders, that is (and Masterchef, which is much more exciting).
Just doing a few odds and ends.
Front of house: weedy in summer, swampy in winter. Not good for the foundations.
The Supervisor is making sure they get it right.
Done. Not lovely, but affordable, and will improve with age and a couple of planters.
Back of house: you can't spot it here, but the rendering on the little back door's lintel is dropping to bits, as rainwater runs into it.
There's a trainee supervisor for the back of house. Catkin is getting braver, and having a rare moment in the fresh air.
I love this Heath-Robinson contraption with its wind-up handle; it spits wet mortar and pebbles onto the surface.
And the windows.
Next: the painter will come in, and then - who knows, I may be finished with builders for the moment. All that's left to do is summer-weather and-winning-the-lottery work.
The Supervisors will have to find alternative employment.
They say they'd rather take a well-earned break, thank you very much.
Next project for me (and Mountainear, who has kindly offered to help with design):