I thought about my Dad for a while today on his former birthday
I thought about my Dad for a while today on his former birthday

I was awake to make a start working by 7.45am and Steve had arrived from Cambridgeshire by 8.15am continuing where we left off on Friday. The weather had been atrocious earlier on; gale force winds and torrential rain driving against the buildings.  I cut and fitted more architrave and skirting board and Steve finished off and taped the Masterboard.

An early lunch and then we tackled the stairs together fitting the spindles that form the balustrade before rushing off for more materials and having dinner in a nice Hong Kong Restaurant. More work until we gave up at 11.00pm.

I thought about my Dad for a while today on his former birthday. He would have been pleased with my efforts on the building

I was awake and up early to be ready to make a start and was working by 7.45am and Steve had arrived from Cambridgeshire by 8.15am. We spent most of the morning by continuing where we left off on Friday. I cut and fitted architrave to the upper room storage cupboards and then the remaining pieces of skirting board to the larder off the kitchen. Steve was hammering home prominent Masterboard nails and then filling the dents whilst also taping more of the joints. An early lunch and then we tackled the stairs together, Steve completing the framework and then us both cutting and fitting the spindles that form the balustrade above. I cut them and the spacers that secured them into position and Steve fixed them in place.

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This took until late afternoon, and we had to rush out by car to Norwich to get the architrave, lining paper and then the tiles for both bathroom and kitchen. We just managed this before the stores closed and then relaxed in a nice Hong Kong Restaurant situated near to the cinema in Prince of Wales Road, by Norwich railway station. Back to unload and then, having revived somewhat, we set to the task of fitting the architrave to the kitchen and larder, finishing both by the time we gave up at 11.00pm. A bath, hair-wash and then time with my journal before retiring just before midnight. The weather had been atrocious earlier on; gale force winds and torrential rain driving against the buildings, but the new Harnser boathouse seemed to be staying weather-proof. I thought about my Dad for a while today. He would have been pleased with my efforts on the building and I wish that he was still here to see them. Mum must be very sad to be without him on his birthday.