Will and Scott have been labouring for some weeks and the structure is now emerging. Every day, when the builders head home, the boys clamber excitedly up the ladder onto the scaffolding to see what new beams or joists have been put in place.
By now the majority of the primary timber frame is in place, revealing the shape of our new bedroom and the new dormer, and the size of the excellent looking rooflights that will sit directly over our bathroom and the new ensuite.
It feels a little precarious to step over the half-built awning, using a loose panel placed on top, and to see the concrete floor of the kitchen yawning through the gaps beneath your feet. But the steels and beams are as solid as they should be.
I'm somehow drawn to the space when no-one is watching. I wander through the gaps with plans clutched in hand trying to imagine what the space will be like when it's finished. It's both easy to imagine and difficult to see accurately. What feels huge now will perhaps feel smaller when it's fully boarded and clad and plastered and decorated. But it's nice to imagine.
Apparently they'll be done in about 2 months time, aiming for a mid July finish. Given how much is yet to start - any plumbing or electrical first fix, windows, doors, a new doorway, three new windows to be punched into the old walls - that timeline doesn't seem credible. But we'll find out.
We've also run out of oil, and I refuse to order more at the Trump-elevated prices. So for now we shiver, rely on the immersion heater, and wait for the new heating unit to be delivered, presumably in the middle of a heatwave in late June.
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