Liz & Matt’s Home Extension Blog

This morning I put the washing out.

This is, in itself, nothing unusual.

What was slightly less usual was that it involved going out of the front  door, putting on wellies, climbing round the temporary fencing, across the mud, jumping the trench and scrambling up onto the lawn.

Having lived for the last two days surrounded by what looked like WWI trenches, the concrete arrived today.  First came ‘the pump’ which, it transpired, was an enormous yellow lorry with a huge crane and a very long pipe.  Then came a traditional cement mixing lorry.  The concrete was pumped up the pipe and over to the back of the house where one builder hung onto the end and directed the flow.  Meanwhile, the other two raked the concrete to get it level.  It took three and a half lorry loads to fill all the trenches.



Before departing, the pump dumped its remaining load onto the part of our drive that was once, before a JCB drove over it for two days, covered in gravel.  We now, temporarily, have a concrete drive. The builders left promising to pop in to check all is OK tomorrow, but they won’t be able to do anything else until Monday once it has all properly set.

To get the washing in I was able to use the plank footpath that has been conveniently placed over the still drying concrete from the back door to the lawn.

Liz