Monday 4th July to Sunday 10th July
The view has changed completely, with the wheat cut down. The weetabix like bundles of
the remaining stalks make an interesting feature. Each day a large trailer arrives and a tractor
fork-lift loads the bundles onto the trailer.
We have not had any rain other than a occasional drop, since March. There is a
hosepipe ban, which means we have to water the trees, flowers and vegetables with watering cans. This is
slow and laborious. As the weather is really hot, we have to water every day and while we do, the grass
is dying and the ground is like rock.
The forecast this week is for a few cooler days; cooler means below 30°C.
Therefore its roof time again. With the help of the Boss, we move the scaffold round to the front of the
house, and we go to buy some new roof tiles.
As we're short on cash, I'm using the French equivalent of roofing felt. It's thinner,
lighter and according to those that know, it's better. Being lighter, it's easy to move around on the
roof. However, the real challenge is moving the tiles around without a professionals hoist.
The Boss helps pass tiles and wood up and down, and with the broken tiles, we're
bringing them down in buckets. Throwing them down, they shatter and leave little pieces all over the
place, so the hard way is the chosen way.
Richard comes round on the second day and helps. After three days, we've done another
4 meters of roof, but not completely re-laid the tiles as I've learnt the lessons of previous roofing.
Get the processes right and its OK. Forget to leave yourself space to walk while cementing the ridge
tiles, and you'll regret it.