Mass Destruction



This week we've had a smashing time - literally.
 Here's the lounge with those lovely comfy sofas
all wrecked - you know you just couldn't get comfy
on them after about an hour!

and our lovely kitchen and cooker . . . . no more



Then out come the walls.  The only way is brute force -
high kicks, shouldering, sledge hammer, etc.  I nearly fell
through to the other side when this finally gave way.  They are
surprisingly firmly fixed with big staples from the outside.



Then we had to 'fold' the walls up so they'd fit
into the back of the car - look at that hammer arm go!

We've taken everything to the tip (several trips) and all that's left in the caravan is some kindling and some metal parts.  When we've taken it apart completely, we'll weigh in the metal and get some cash for it - not a lot I don't think, but anything's better than nothing.  When I asked the chap at the tip where to put the mirrors he showed me but said 'Don't worrry, I'll smash them for you' so I asked him if that was for health and safety or so I didn't have the seven years bad luck and he just shrugged and said he'd smashed so many he'd never get the time back!  Aaaahh!

This afternoon we started on the outside, taking away all the bits of wood, doors and goodness knows what we'd used to block in underneath the caravan to stop the cold wind getting under there.  We also had to move a pile of Walnut and Ash logs that various neighbours have given us which were stacked behind the caravan.  These are potentially for furniture-making so need to dry out slowly so we made a new pile and bent two sheets of wriggly tin in half to make a tent over them to keep the rain off - looks quite good in a rustic sort of way.

We've also moved one of the huge oak barrels down to the wall just outside the kitchen for a water butt - I'll show you a picture of that later when the downpipe and overfolw are finished.  We've had visitors for dinner - Wes and Karen - who are currently living in a caravan at the farm over the hill.  When they walked in they just sighed and said how nice it was to be in a real house - we knew just exactly how they felt.  We've also been over to Phil and Ann's for dinner - always nice.  We've been to a talk on woodcarving and had another little visitor in the lounge.  A baby wren this time who flew into the window and dazed itself.  Bob picked it up and we put it on the bench outside where it sat with us for a while before happily flying off.  So very cute and really nice to be able to look at it close up for a while.