Enamoured

25, 26, 27 and 28 November

 Endless nailing.  Dave got the best hammer, and I had the other one (heavier and without a claw end).  Talk about repetitive strain.  Bill had offered us a compressed air nail gun, but we'd have had to go in search of the special nails in Lefkas, and have the generator running while we were using it, so we went for the hard labour option, and nailed 30 square metres of tongue and groove by hand.

At least it had the sense to rain on Friday, so we got a day to recover before continuing.

The black cat turned up to inspect the works. It has the saddest face imaginable - clearly prophesying Doom.  We've called it Marvin the miserable moggie (with apologies to Douglas Adams)

All done, and parcelled back up to keep the rain off.