Busy times here at number 6.
We have decided to take the plunge, so to speak, and build a swimming pool .
The process began a few weeks ago.
I sold the shed and a guy came and dismantled it and took it away.
My poor Mate had the hard job of jackhammering the slab up into manageable size pieces so we could put it into a skip to be removed.
These bricks made a path around the shed, they were my job to clean and move out of the way onto the verandah.
The full content of the old shed, plus the brick pile and all of the other crap that was already there is what greets us everyday. Kind of depressing.
But we have ordered a bigger shed, so I know that very soon EVERY PIECE OF CRAP will soon be housed far away from my eyes, no longer to be seen.
I don't want to see a bike, scooter, skateboard, fishing rod, skipping rope or anything else on my back verandah.
The boys dug up the row of Agapanthus. We put them up the back under the fig tree, to be replanted down the side of the pool fence. We killed the grass, cut the legs off the cubby house (with a hand saw!!) to be used a chook house, and moved the trampoline.
Then the digger arrived to level out the block.
It had been a wet month.
A bogged Bobcat put a halt on things for a few days.
Looking out my kitchen window into this mud pile is not great.
But there is usually a little bit of progress each day, so I shouldn't have to wait to long to see some good results.
