Yesterday was plastering day. One wall of the bedroom is being plastered. The plaster boards are on, so now it's the mixing of plaster and laying it on the wall. My job was the mixing. It's like making cake batter really but dirtier.
I had a large blender bit on a drill which would whizz around the bucket to mix plaster and water. I had to hold my breath as I poured the plaster in the bucket as I'm sure the fumes were really bad...
I wore my new boilersuit, it's a pea green and was very hot as it was boiling yesterday. Today it's in the wash, covered with splashes of plaster.
I must have had a surge of energy as after the plastering had been done and I'd washed all the tools, I turned the hose onto the steps in front of the house and gave them a good clean. There was years of gunge and grime to come off and I found it hard to stop, as more moss and grit kept coming off with the hose on jet setting which is quite strong.
We didn't finish till 8.30pm.
LAST NIGHTS DINNER
Spag Bog
Homegrown Purple Sprouting Broccolli
Beetroot
Morrisons Maple Pecan Ice Cream - nowhere near as good as (sob) Walnut Dream
Today the floor of the bedroom is being taken up. There were lots of bottles underneath, dating from the 20's, when the house was built. It's strange, looking underneath the house, seeing hard packed earth, there aren't any foundations on a wooden house.
So after the new floor is put in we can start on painting the walls. I'm looking forward to that part. Mr A doesn't always agree with me on colours, so we shall have to compromise.
In my room, (the music room,) I'm going to go to town though and choose what I want. It'll probably end up like a courtesan's boudoir! I love shades of red, (I have Mars in Aries.) There's embroidered Indian hangings, velvet cushions and a red carpet already.
Minnie continues to grow in her pregnancy, still as nimble as ever. She's on extra rations and as much milk as she wants.
Gwen's toy, 'Doggy,' is now in scraps and she still insists on playing tug of war with bits of it. There's a leg and another scrap which is unidentifiable. The bits are small, so it's hard to get a hold on them....
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We had a fluorescent orange frisbee when our two were puppies, and it hit a rock and shattered into pieces. YEARS later, every now and then, Hillie would come up to me in the garden with a tiny fragment of bright orange plastic for me to throw...