Day 258: Carl, Tim, Pete (x2) and a Mate

The boiler doesn't turn on this morning either. Fortunately Pete tPP does turn up, and we receive from him the Wisdom of how to make it work: turn it off; turn on the black tap at half-height on its right until the pressure on the analogue gauge shows anywhere within the "ok" region; turn off tap; turn on boiler. And... nothing. Because its outside its on cycle. Override this and all is well.

However... all this (preceeded by shifting stuff around the room and out at the back), including Carl doing some hammering, is occuring around 8, which is far earlier than it should be on a Monday, as per our agreement with the neighbours and (we thought) with Bob. So get Carl doing something quiet inside (this is all news to him) asap. And make them some tea :-)

As it happens D is feeling sick today too (a good day for it) so M and then I alternate at home; so when I get back at 1:45 I can see what they are up to: Pete tPP has gone, as has Carl. Pete the bricklayer is now showing his secret skills as a plasterer upstairs, assisted by Paul. Downstairs, the insulation is down and the pipes are in and its mostly covered up by floorboards.

Apologies to the Mate, I don't know his name.