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My personal Internet search engine (Debbie) has for a while been dropping hints (bricks) about this place. Our chippy says we will prolly (?) need to buy more than we need to make the necessary allowances for our kitchen. Anyone used them, or know anything?

A visit to the BM in my building gear - dirty trousers, knee pads, PPE, safety boots - is different to those visits (rare in my case) when I'm wearing normal everyday clothing. The counter staff behave differently: in my work gear they reach for the Delivery Ticket and start writing my account name on the top - normal clothes - "Cash sale?" It's just me innit?

Cat flap....... Out you go

@Ian D, have you thought about ICF? Read my stuff on BH about it (most of tagged as Durisol ) : warts and all. There are several ICF systems, Durisol isn't perfect, but then no system is.

Ah shaaadup you old codger...

"Ah, well maaaaaate, tha' wunts an 'ilti guuun ter fix they bolts ter 't steels lahk " It was another of those 'If I were you, I'd ' conversations. And I'm sick of them. Sick, sick, sick up to here I tell ya. Except today: oh delicious today, today's the day this Teddy Bear had a brief picnic. "Oh really, that's interesting: fancy a trip up the ladder to have a look at these then ?" At first they don't look much, until you drill one in a steel beam in less than 20 seconds with a Bosch impact , and bingo..... Well, give the old codger his due, he wheezed up the steps and inspected the self-drilling facade screws " Would sir care to drill another one in for me? It'll take sir less than 20 seconds ? " Nahhh, yer awreyet : bet that cost a bob-or-two." said Mr By Now Shame Face. " Bob or two yes, erm... Minus the cost of hiring a Hilti and the special bolts they spit..... Didn't tell him that they work better if you spit on the end of the screw. "Mind you don't fall off the ladder, (you miserable git) I muttered under my breath.

Very firmly, tell the architect to get some thinking about stinking done. He (I bet your architect isn't a woman) would not make that mistake about his own house. Lazy sod.

Exercise: too much damage from over-indulgence in exercise - crazy amounts of competitive fell-running between 1970s and the early 2000s saw to it that my knee and hip are now (politely) declaring their intention to quit Alohol: One or two beers in the evening, three evenings a week is all I allow myself usually. Yes I break that rule sometimes, but not drinking is a real focus for me recently.

Only another Making time for that job is a pleasure when you aren't already exhausted. I could spend a complete day clearing up - but I try to spend a few moments here and there during the day doing that. But even that's gone by the board these days. I'm going to snap out of this loop soon I hope.

This weekend, for the first time in God knows how long, I had a weekend off. I was amused at how, when trapped in a long traffic queue, I found myself enjoying it. A friggin' traffic jam! I didn't need to (couldn't ) do anything other than operate the clutch, and blip the accelerator as appropriate. It was as if I'd come out from under a rock, blinking into the sunlight. Weird.

Yes: 4 days off in June when I have a significant birthday..........

...... getting myself motivated is another : sometimes. Especially today for some reason. 3 full years in and the frayed edges are starting to show. Living with my mistakes and the mistakes of others. I'm tired. Dog tired. Bone tired. And all the things that I hate about myself bubble up to the surface too readily. I stamp hard on those annoying niggles when I can, and try to take pleasure in the very real achievements. But sometimes I just bloody well can't. Today, I can't. I used to teach students how to motivate themselves (!Ha!): so, in line with what I taught, I set SMART targets (Small Achievable Realistic Time-bound) for the next day, the next few hours, the next few minutes. But I recognise from previous experience ( marathon running, fell running ) that all too quickly, I have my eyes fixed on the floor, looking at the next few paces. I'm knackered. Had enough. Tearful sometimes. Big girl. I'm in that ungrateful, self-indulgent, whining mode. And I bet I'm not alone. If you recognise my description, how did you dig yourself out of a similar hole?

Try booking a long weekend holiday in a timber frame house / lodge. Plenty on MrGoogle

Terrific! Some really well-chosen colour schemes on show. Let me guess.... you love Paynes Grey Let me guess further; #536878 (ish) The simplicity of line and form, and the lack of clutter does it for me: exactly what we're aiming for.

Ditto.

It doesn't take long - if you read this board enough - to realise that you are in excellent company. Even the Sainted JSH has had his ups and downs (read his blog about the water pipe). You can lose the cost of them in other expenditure headings. Won't take you long......

'S easy, its Lanky.

Well, I've some spare blocks left over. I could cut them to fit. Drill a couple of holes in the concrete that exists and then pop some rebar in there (so it's sticking up vertically). Then fit the blocks and concrete as normal. A fair bit of work there, though.....

Our chippy: 'Nobody needs an emergency skirting boards Fred Dibnah: ' Ah'd be goin' to spend half a day wi' 't undertekker, else. ' Me: 'How much? ' Yours?

That's because it has seven bathrooms

Low-tech answer: brush cutter / strimmer and persistence. Brambles (and lawns) were invented by wimmin to keep men from nicking sausages from the kitchen and doing something useful instead.

Design, when it means thinking can't go too far, no. The union of taste (meaning customer preference), style and design can be pushed too far. Lets see what people are saying in hundred years or so.

It is indeed an ill wind that blows nobody any good at all.... I saved these from the wall collapse So, I'll just stick them together and foam them into place then?

Yes, it's a gable. Thanks both @Declan52 and @Mr Punter

The angle of our rafter line doesn't match the angle of the built wall. At one end, the bottom of the rafter is an inch or so higher than the wall, like this and at the other end, the 'fit' is a bit better: but not ideal. My question is; how best do I fill in the gap ? Why did this happen? My theory is that the steels company installed them with what some might call a light-hearted approach to planned dimensions. That meant the pitch of the walls and the steels does not match. An appropriate amount has been deducted from their invoice. Not so long ago I would have paid in full without question. Not any more.