Hi all. The drowned rat has dried out today. I am oiling 462 l/m of decking on four sides, hmm wonder how much actual square metres that is.
I went to Masaki yesterday for more of his hot sticks torture which I credit for my back holding up to this fairly demanding work. We got heaps done today finished the wall bracing - we are halfway through screwing the decking on (bought 2000 screws, need 1000 more) sheesh, everyone is getting very sick of drills. Ben's coming tomorrow and he's been warned to bring his drill.
Al, Ronnie the welder, and I are having a contest where you turn up the radio (sorry Ned and Dulce) and guess the name of the singer when a song comes on. We have argued over which station we should be listening to but settled for Sea FM. Lots of Bob Seger and Snow plough or whatever they are called. 'what if I just lay here?' tragic little song.
I am seeing a bit of life here at Slade Point. We have had quite a few people come to the gate and ask where we got the house/s from. I'm happy to talk to them but not mad keen on paying builders to answer their questions about exactly how you build them. Not sure Graeme is wild about the interruptions either. We have asked Sala Homes for a sign with their contact details on it which will help. It is quite touching that the locals are interested enough to ask though, so we always talk to them. Today it was a nice man from around Ocean Ave - the posh end of town. He would like to ship one over in a container and build it in Tonga.
Yesterday it was a man with very shiny shoes (which made Dee suspicious straight away. She's our site supervisor and keeps the cat next door on her roof, looks out for uninvited visitors and such.) who wanted to know if he could build a house out somewhere in the bush. He is a publisher and gave us a card but we did think he might be from the tax office or Mackay City Council on account of his shoes.
Trevor has the runs, poor bugga. He ate a seafood pizza which he had in the fridge! He got sick the night before after having a piece but thought it was one particular prawn, so gave it another try last night. So he's been sitting about groaning but still went off to work.
I'd better get off now. Am starving as usual.
Hey, I hope someone is reading this twaddle. You are welcome to comment if you can figure out how to...
Wednesday, 21 February 2007
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