Very little blogging, yes, but boatage has been happening behind the scenes.
A lot of time spent sourcing the various bits to put together. Like timber. A kitchen (www.solidwoodkitchencabinets.co.uk came up trumps). And other stuff, that's almost decided. But not quite.
Slabs for ballast bought and transferred to the towpath ready for boat enballastment. Alas, the standard council-grade heavy slab is just too big for the spaces beneath the floor, meaning there's an appointment for them with the 9" cutting disc.
Jules and Ed worked wonders for a super long day, removing the front window and battening out the top half whilst I was being filming juggling tools on the roof. And shouting at Jules.
The stove has been cut out and will be moved to a new location further forwards, though it's placement and fitting will probably be part of phase 2.
Sparky the electrician is coming to visit tomorrow to determine what cables will go where.
Next appointment will be with Mr Plumber Man to determine where all the wet stuff goes.
Flooring (rubber anyone?) and ceiling (polypropolene-to?) are occupying quite a lot of Internet Based Research time. Other time has been taken late in the workshop with Woodsmith Jules debating furniture and fixings. And thermal barriers. And LED splashbacks. No talk of football. Some of girls.
In other news, back at my land-based dwelling, my garage finally has a garage door, and a mighty fine one at that, thanks to the good people at www.auto-roll.com. It was fitted today (meaning I've had another day away from the boat, but I justify that as it means I can now use the garage space to work on things for the boat).
All set for the final push in terms of an intense week ahead working on the boat before the day job kicks back in and I head off to Spa to listen to some loud racing cars and drink champagne.
It's less than three weeks till we committed to have the boat complete. After three months talking about it, finally getting off our arses (well, me and Jules, and absent friends)
I must mention some wonderful helpers:
Lucile who turns up like a goddess and brings tea and cookies. And has even offered a tent in her garden to sleep in rather than sleep in a paint-fume-tastic boat. She's even done demon-duties on painting too.
Hallett, who came for a wonderful day of painting, ended by a trip to the west country. But has never been seen since. Come back, we need your brush skills...
And the legend that is Jules is putting in work far and above the call of duty, despite being simultaneously embroiled in house purchasement and other such simple matters.
Thanks to www.dayspeed.com for the loan of the faithful ol' LT which I used today to collect some glorious wood, and will use tomorrow for insulation and more slabs - 8 council grade blighters being sufficient to get my Golf's exhaust intimate with the road.
Images will follow; I'm being very slack on that front. Need an official photographer, but I think www.jakobebrey.com is too busy beating me(!) in karting events thanks to @karunchandhok.
That's it for now. Lots forgotten, but the lure of rubber flooring is calling...
A lot of time spent sourcing the various bits to put together. Like timber. A kitchen (www.solidwoodkitchencabinets.co.uk came up trumps). And other stuff, that's almost decided. But not quite.
Slabs for ballast bought and transferred to the towpath ready for boat enballastment. Alas, the standard council-grade heavy slab is just too big for the spaces beneath the floor, meaning there's an appointment for them with the 9" cutting disc.
Jules and Ed worked wonders for a super long day, removing the front window and battening out the top half whilst I was being filming juggling tools on the roof. And shouting at Jules.
The stove has been cut out and will be moved to a new location further forwards, though it's placement and fitting will probably be part of phase 2.
Sparky the electrician is coming to visit tomorrow to determine what cables will go where.
Next appointment will be with Mr Plumber Man to determine where all the wet stuff goes.
Flooring (rubber anyone?) and ceiling (polypropolene-to?) are occupying quite a lot of Internet Based Research time. Other time has been taken late in the workshop with Woodsmith Jules debating furniture and fixings. And thermal barriers. And LED splashbacks. No talk of football. Some of girls.
In other news, back at my land-based dwelling, my garage finally has a garage door, and a mighty fine one at that, thanks to the good people at www.auto-roll.com. It was fitted today (meaning I've had another day away from the boat, but I justify that as it means I can now use the garage space to work on things for the boat).
All set for the final push in terms of an intense week ahead working on the boat before the day job kicks back in and I head off to Spa to listen to some loud racing cars and drink champagne.
It's less than three weeks till we committed to have the boat complete. After three months talking about it, finally getting off our arses (well, me and Jules, and absent friends)
I must mention some wonderful helpers:
Lucile who turns up like a goddess and brings tea and cookies. And has even offered a tent in her garden to sleep in rather than sleep in a paint-fume-tastic boat. She's even done demon-duties on painting too.
Hallett, who came for a wonderful day of painting, ended by a trip to the west country. But has never been seen since. Come back, we need your brush skills...
And the legend that is Jules is putting in work far and above the call of duty, despite being simultaneously embroiled in house purchasement and other such simple matters.
Thanks to www.dayspeed.com for the loan of the faithful ol' LT which I used today to collect some glorious wood, and will use tomorrow for insulation and more slabs - 8 council grade blighters being sufficient to get my Golf's exhaust intimate with the road.
Images will follow; I'm being very slack on that front. Need an official photographer, but I think www.jakobebrey.com is too busy beating me(!) in karting events thanks to @karunchandhok.
That's it for now. Lots forgotten, but the lure of rubber flooring is calling...
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