The rain comes down and the turfs go up

There's no doubting my Britishness when I start complaining about the weather. As I started writing todays blog, the heavens had opened and the rain was falling hard, but here, less than two minutes later, the sun is once again blazing through the window. As always though, to every negative we find a positive which, on this occasion, is not having to water the roof.

I have found a major floor to my "turfing the roof" plan. My delightful home grown Normandy field grass contains numerous surprises, the results of which can be plainly see on my fore arms at present. Initially, the first few thistles hurt somewhat but after the numerous nettle stings, I could no longer feel the thistles and, after the untold number of red ant bites I could no longer feel the nettle stings. Better still is that now I can no longer feel my arms so I can carry on regardless.

Time for some grass

Almost water tight

Time to batten the top now

We're now down to just the one pair of hands and progress is at an all time slow. Not only that but my hands have so many cuts and scrapes that you could be mistaken for thinking I'd fed them into a flail mower.

The lower ring beam is now complete so there's just the top left to batten before I can start putting the straw up.

Come Friday, we have another 2 pairs of hands showing up for the day so that, subject to weather, is my preferred day for getting the roof water tight.

Fascias and soffitts

Excellent progress this morning until it got so hot we had to drink beer instead.

Pressing on

Steve and I have been pushing on with the build. Not quite as quick with just the two of us but still making progress. The hessian has been stretched into place and fixed and we're now busy attaching the batten to support the straw section of the roof.

Roof beams

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