Well, we are back from our road trip north, to Bundaberg and Fraser Island, bearing the welts of many bites - not from dingoes or crocodiles, but from pesky March Flies! Modern communications made it possible for us to field complaints from irate neighbours in Hunter Street who found the drilling and jack-hammering work being carried out industriously by Steve, Greg and co. to be uncomfortable! These neighbours had been informed of the building activity and that Council forbids work to be carried out after hours in a residential area. Not a good start with the neighbours and our dispute with them over the ownership of the party wall has continued per iPhone during the week. (Our solicitor has advised on several points about easements and shared walls and will notify them of these directly.) Brendan suggested that - if it is our wall - then we should sell it out for advertising space! Maybe we could run our own campaigns: Save the Murray-Darling! It's Time for a Republic! etc. Charlotte (yes, we all met up in Ortiga in Brizzy), questioned if we were able to "own the air" above our building. David has forwarded ideas for the roof garden: what should grow up there and the lighting plan is complete - just need to make some decisions about styles of lights. I hope this won't be as hard as taps. I am feeling more guilty than ever about my choice of kitchen tap. Rowan and Samantha have been working in an orphanage in Cambodia lately and I can't help but wonder how many khymer-speaking teachers my tap could have bought for those kids.
Obviously not deterred by neighbours' complaints much progress was made. Greg took photos while we were away...
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Carpet has been removed |
The beams have been craned in.
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