I know - you don’t have to tell me - Truro is a long way for a North Wales resident like me - 7 hours drive!
But heh - once you’ve arrived it’s the same job as anywhere - apart from the welcome I got. Fred and Margaret brought me, and my friend Mat, cake and tea, bacon baps, and invited us in for fish and chips on our last evening.
Luckily I have an old friend who happens to live just down the road and Mat helped me with mixing, digging, lifting, shovelling. He also posed various cryptic statements to make you question the fabric of our existence - but that’s just Mat and it keeps things interesting!
I though it would be nice to take a photo from the same position over the course of this base build - so you see the ground getting marked out - then the foundations going in, the walls up, and finally - nice and neat at last - the finished walls with the slabbed interior.
This will be the first job I return to in the new year - weather permitting.