Thursday 21 March 2013
0805 hours, the weather's looking good, and a car pulls up outside the camper van. Four workmen, including Yianni the woodworker and Rap his helper in the early stages, emerge and leap into action, building a strange structure on the house roof. As it started to take shape, I worked out that we had a delivery coming - Constantine had always wanted the tiles to be delivered all the way onto the roof, and the structure was a reinforced flat platform, with extra supporting posts, to take pallets of tiles. Dave and I rushed around clearing the ground and moving the cars, just in time for the truck to appear on the track. The lads guided each pallet down, and rapidly distributed the tiles into piles around the roof. It was all very efficient.
0805 hours, the weather's looking good, and a car pulls up outside the camper van. Four workmen, including Yianni the woodworker and Rap his helper in the early stages, emerge and leap into action, building a strange structure on the house roof. As it started to take shape, I worked out that we had a delivery coming - Constantine had always wanted the tiles to be delivered all the way onto the roof, and the structure was a reinforced flat platform, with extra supporting posts, to take pallets of tiles. Dave and I rushed around clearing the ground and moving the cars, just in time for the truck to appear on the track. The lads guided each pallet down, and rapidly distributed the tiles into piles around the roof. It was all very efficient.
Amid all the excitement, we were at a loose end, Dave practiced guitar, and I finally got round to tidying up the studio hut after a winter of neglect.
By 3.30 in the afternoon, when the lads left, the back roof slope had been tiled, and half the front.
There was a huge amount of litter, in this and other piles - a job for me!
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