Shout out to Ma Custard for photography skillz today. And sorry for not name checking you last week. Love you, mama x
Day Two started bright and early, with the garage door once again forming a good barrier against any potential forthcoming Zombie Apocalypse.
Pa Custard set to work:
Ma Rooobarb turned up to supervise:
Everyone looked very jolly:
Frames were constructed:
Technical precision was employed:
As was ‘Thinking Tongue’, obv:
The small gate was hung:
And the garage door was put back into place again overnight:
Rooobarb saw off any intruders:
Custard demonstrated that it was possible to fit through the gap (where Pa Custard had previously failed):
More updates to follow this week, hopefully!
Rufus currently lives behind a garage door in our yard. There was a garage when we bought the house, but it was unsafe and unsightly, so we tore it down, and planned to turn it into a pretty garden. Until we decided to fill it with vintage Volkswagen instead.
The garage door is unwieldy, and Rufus, though under a cover, is exposed to the elements, so we asked my parents to help us build a carport.
First job was taking the old garage door and pillars down:
And breaking up the block work so it could go in the boot of the car to the tip:
Then it was time to dig holes for the new wooden supports:
And make more rubble in the process:
The essentials must always be covered though:
Pa Custard regards the hole:
Other brands of concrete are available:
Fancy a brew?
Filling the first hole:
Pa Custard gets to work on pillar number 2:
Don’t try this at home:
Bye bye, smiley:
Temporary measures overnight to keep Rufus safe:
Tune in later today to see more progress!
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