The Great Construction Saga—Part 1

As you know doubt know, we were shut down last year. After much red tape and endless patience (WW) and impatience (moi), we were finally issued a new permit last Wednesday. June 18, 2014. It looks like this:

 The premmie permit…it took just 8 months.

On Thursday, the pumper truck came, then found it was the wrong sort, so another came while the cement truck idled at a fork in the road. Then the cement truck followed the right pumper truck in and the footings were poured. It looked like this:

Matt waiting for the action to begin.

From the left: Pumper truck guy remote controlling the hose,
Eric grappling with the hose, Matt spreading concrete,
WW operating in a supervisory capacity.

Matt levelling the poured concrete in the footing forms.

On Friday, we received the forms for the foundation. The inside walls of the footings forms were removed. It looked like this:

Eric in the midst of the footings. The inner form walls have been removed. He is trying to redirect the water. Our basement has a movie made about it: A River Runs Through It.

On Saturday, WW had lunch with his mum. Benson and I occupied ourselves. It looked like this:

I made pork pies.

Benson rested.

On Sunday, WW moved rocks, I made gravlax. Benson rested.

On Monday (today), the stone slinger came and slung stones. It looked like this.

Stone slinger slinging.

Stones slung and being slung.

At this time, the foundation forms are being installed in the happy expectation that the concrete truck will return tomorrow and fill them. It looks like this:

Eric and Matt slinging foundation.

It’s really just grown men playing with Lego.

So that’s it for now. WW and the lads are finishing the foundation forms, I am writing. Benson is, of course, resting.