Paint, paint and then, more paint.

I have managed to, amongst other things, paint the second coat of undercoat on all of the skirting and architrave at long last. In addition, the inside of the main front door is single coated and the door mat is highly artistic! Tonight, I hope to second coat the front door and begin a first coat on the lounge door and inner door. We shall see...........

Not a failure but.......................

not a total success either. The terrace leak is improved considerably and the main roof leak seems to be OK but I am still not breathing gently yet. Time will tell.

Inching along

I checked the cement, very well set. I sprayed it with bitumen as an added water proofer. I crawled into the loft and found the leak above the stair well and sprayed that to within an inch of it's life. I emptied the drip bucket, just in case. I slid out of the loft on my knees and danglys, oooooouch! This morning, the heavens have opened. I am keeping everything crossed, apart from my danglys, in hopes of it all working.

Whew!

At the last minute, on the way home yesterday, I remembered to turn into Wickes and buy some materials with which to waterproof my home. I was looking for the exterior Polyfilla cement having used it successfully in the past. Didn't find it because I found something else first. Wickes do a small plastic pouch with powder in it that you top up with water, re-seal and massage into a cement mix. It's cheap, £3.50 ish and you can squirt it into place and then spread it with the supplied plastic tool. It did a very simple and quick job and I was well pleased with the result. The next heavy rain is due tomorrow so we shall see how well I have done then.

Oh Calamity!

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Again?

I managed to keep reasonably cheerful over the weekend until, on Sunday evening, the rain finally got the better of my roof and began to enter in three separate places. At nine o'clock yesterday evening, I was crawling into the loft to empty a bucket of rainwater. I should have taken the car keys out of my shirt pocket first though. One bruised nipple later, I did. The worst ingress, though, was back in the bedroom. The fix has stopped working yet again and needs to be given a serious talking to. I had to remove all the items on the top shelf of my bedside cabinet and drain them into a bucket. 

Cheeky monkey!

All the time I have been working on the new door, Hazel has be pestering me with, "When can I start to paint it?" Yesterday, I announced myself satisfied with the work and painting could now begin. Her response? "We can start tomorrow then." We?

Woooohoooo!

I bought the catch.
I fitted the catch.
I fitted the door handles.
It all works.
Next is to fit the two remaining draught strips and a bit of filling here and there.
Then, I hand over to the painter.

Oh dear, I have just broken an SDHC card. Not a lot on it apart from our visit to the aquarium..... It might not be completely lost but I suspect so.