Thursday, January 1, 2009

Given a Bagging

Finally, there's some colour.
There's also lots of bricks in more appropriate places. Some of them have been painted. Some of them even in the right colour. Aren't we lucky.
These are mostly drive-by shots. Once the roof's in and the windows, the only way in downstairs is through the gaping big hole known as the garage door. You can then sneak out the back, slump up the hill to the middle level, and through the back door. There are still no internal stairs, so upstairs is not happening.



We're Covered

And so we got a roof. Well, we got most of one. There's still a little gap over the bit beside the garage. Heaven knows what else is wrong, because we've not been inside the fence recently. There are walls (on the outside) and roof (just the outside), so you could say that it's looking like the monstrousity that we always wanted.

Lucky us.




Britting Shicks.

It's like some great big brick monster came along & de-brick-ated all over the driveway. Again, you're going to have to use your imagination that there will, indeed, one day, be a driveway somewhere underneath that pallet.

I certainly looks more scenic shooting across the neighbours front lawn, but I saw someone speed-dial the peelers, so we were out of that rose bush quick smart. The bud died within days, anyway.




The strange looking concrete things in the foreground we suspected were steps. It turns out that we're still not so sure. They may be around the side of the house by now, but they're not for the front.




This must have been about the time I got to go into the house by climbing the scaffolding at the front, shimmying (or sashaying) around the side, and jumping into the kitchen, knocking over the walkway I landed on, and nearly giving our building supervisor an injury because he laughed so hard.
I have not yet been upstairs. I'm saving that adventure for a new pair of pants.

Frame this!

So, here we are at frame stage. That's why there's lots of timber. Remember, this is a brick house. Trust me, the wood will be more bricky over time. Oh, and the white stuff? - that's going to be steps to the front door. Use your imagination.





No house is complete without a toilet. In fact, even incomplete houses need them.