Not much to report yet. We're still in the stage of knocking holes in walls, doing things with steel rods, making lots of mess and making major decisions about where things will go. I was sent off to the hardware store today with a long list of odd things: various paints and primers, 5 metres of sandpaper, 40 metres of nautical rope (all will be explained) and I quote "enough lana-roccia (rock-wool which I presume is what we call insulation) to insulate a fireplace.
Me, lugging all the paint and lunch down the steps.
So of course I ended up having one of those impossibly stupid conversations in the hardware store that went a bit like this:
'Hello, I need some rock wool to insulate a fireplace please.'
"OK, we've got that, how much do you need?"
'Er, enough to insulate a fireplace?'
"Oh...well...I don't know how much that would be..."
'Well, nor do I! If I could just borrow your phone, you see I've left mine at home, I could call and ask how much they need...please?'
"The phone? Well, if you're calling a landline yes, but not if you want to call a mobile phone..."
'Oh, well, there's no landline to call, can't we just guess how much rock wool is needed to insulate a fireplace"
"No, you better come back another time."
I finally found a phone and called Carlo:
'How much rock wool do you need?'
"Enough to insulate a fireplace."
'No, that's not good enough, they need a measurement!'
"Well, I don't know , can't they guess?'
'No, they can't! Can't you guess?'
"No I can't, oh just forget about it , I'll go and get it myself.'
So I wisely shut my mouth and went off to do something else.
I climbed up onto the roof (as you do) and took a photo of the back garden. The weather has been awful lately, very foggy for the last few days so excuse the greyness. But look at all that space! Can you see the cabbages all lined up in a row?