Helping, getting in the way, or fishing.

A few times recently, when I’ve woken at four in the morning, there’s a light on the hill a mile away, where a forestry vehicle is felling timber; somebody is keen. I made the next two doors for the guest bedroom’s eves cupboards, then after the third ran out of hinges. More hinges are onContinue reading “Helping, getting in the way, or fishing.”

February blues. And greys

It’s been another four-day week; not complaining. I’ve used the time to crack on with the project in the magic room (so called because from the first time we walked in it felt unexpectedly special). For the cupboard I’ve made bottoms/floors, doors, shelves and shelf supports, though the latter won’t be fixed until we can check theContinue reading “February blues. And greys”