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The thing I have learned over the years is that if I want to learn something new, then I look at how the professionals do it, what tools they use and so on. 
I really wanted to get better at painting, especially cutting in between walls and ceilings. 
you can go to all the home shows and buy fancy rollers with plastic guides that stop the paint getting on the ceiling. Or watch how a professional painter does it, they use a well worn in 3 inch brush, a steady hand and a good eye. 
 

if I was doing this job I would do it how a stone mason would, he would make his muck up and Chuck it against the wall, bedding the flints as he goes, keeping the gaps tight and even. 
 

no sticks like shit, no nuts and bolts, just bed them in. 
 

sorry @Onoff but I think you have gone off tangent so far, you need to go back to basics and just bed them in and point as you go. 

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24 minutes ago, Russell griffiths said:

sorry @Onoff but I think you have gone off tangent so far, you need to go back to basics and just bed them in and point as you go. 

 

I've watched the videos of the old boys doing it on YouTube, read up on it etc. Either you use fist size square blocks of flint or random shape, again nominally fist sized ones. The thing is with both types you select those that have depth, a tail I think they call it. In many cases these flints  have are not much more than slivers and have very little depth. They are selected for their face features not their size. I can't use different flints either. These have sentimental value having been collected by a relative who was an amateur geologist.

 

There is no precedent for doing this, such thin ones would not be used in traditional walling. 

 

Next plan is to clean all the flints up where they have resin/mastic on and coat the backs with a SBR/cement slurry before trying the traditional bedding against a board.

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I let SWMBO lay the flints out in patterns she chose.

 

Threw the mortar into the recess off the end of the trowel, pushed them in, more mortar. Ratchet strapped a bit of scaffold against it and walked away. Came back the next day, another small mix to point etc. Rubbed it in with a gloved hand, brush etc. 

 

Bottom panel is going ok I think. Top mortar spacing is too wide but i) hopefully the eye will be drawn away by the coach lantern and intercom, ii) I can't be arsed with it any more. 

 

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1 hour ago, Onoff said:

I let SWMBO lay the flints out in patterns she chose.

 

Threw the mortar into the recess off the end of the trowel, pushed them in, more mortar. Ratchet strapped a bit of scaffold against it and walked away. Came back the next day, another small mix to point etc. Rubbed it in with a gloved hand, brush etc. 

 

Bottom panel is going ok I think. Top mortar spacing is too wide but i) hopefully the eye will be drawn away by the coach lantern and intercom, ii) I can't be arsed with it any more. 

 

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Lot of effort for a glory hole door bell 

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1 hour ago, Onoff said:

Got a ruddy birds nest in the other pillar! Means I'll have to wait until they've hatched / fledged to do the flints there. 

 

How much did you have to pay 'em?

 

 

 

 

MOD's MOD's!!! WORM EMOJI ISN'T WORKING!!! 🪱

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On 21/04/2022 at 17:35, Onoff said:

Got a ruddy birds nest in the other pillar! Means I'll have to wait until they've hatched / fledged to do the flints there. 

That's what happens if you spend half the day gassing instead of getting on with it!

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For the stubborn bits of mortar I might go with neat acid. Just gave another 1:1 dilute wash and rinse off. The fines in the mortar are coming through. I'll let it dry out over the Summer then give a coat of waterproofer. You can see how the washed face is "brighter" on the brick faces.

 

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@Marvin reckons it's a gate that says "f*** off!" 😂

 

Aim achieved then!

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1 minute ago, SteamyTea said:

 

Is that acid so strong it has eaten all the LHS stones.

Or is it the Acid House that has vibrated them off.

 

There's a robin nesting in the lhs pillar as aforementioned.

 

Never liked acid house. Quite into Krewella at the moment. 

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32 minutes ago, Onoff said:

Krewella

Heard this on way home.  Seems quite apt at the moment.

 

John Brown
Bob Dylan


When John Brown went off to war to fight on a foreign shore
His mama sure was proud of him
He stood straight and tall in his uniform and all
His mama's face broke out all in a grin

"Oh son, you look so fine, I'm glad you're a son of mine
You make me proud to know you hold a gun
Do what the captain says, lots of medals you will get
And we'll put them on the wall when you come home"

And that old train pulled out, John's ma began to shout
Tellin' everyone in the neighborhood
"That's my son that's about to go, he's a soldier now, you know"
She made well sure her neighbors understood

She got a letter once in a while and her face broke into a smile
As she showed them to the people from next door
And she bragged about her son with his uniform and gun
And these things you called a good old-fashioned war

Oh, good old-fashioned war

Then the letters ceased to come, for a long time they did not come
They ceased to come for about ten months or more
Then a letter finally came saying, "Go down and meet the train
Your son's a-coming home from the war"

She smiled and went right down, she looked everywhere around
But she did not see her soldier son in sight
But as all the people passed, she saw her son at last
When she did she could hardly believe her eyes

Oh, his face was all shot up and his hand was all blown off
And he wore a metal brace around his waist
He whispered kind of slow, in a voice she did not know
While she couldn't even recognize his face

Oh Lord, recognize his face

"Oh tell me, my darling son, pray tell me what they done
How is it that you come to be this way?"
He tried his best to talk as his mouth could hardly move
And the mother had to turn her face away

"Don't you remember, Ma, when I went off to war
You thought it was the best thing I could do?
I was on the battleground, you were home acting proud
You wasn't there standing in my shoes"

"Lord, I thought when I was there, God, what am I doing here?
I'm a-tryin' to kill somebody or die tryin'
But the thing that scared me most was when my enemy came close
And I saw that his face looked just like mine"

Oh Lord, just like mine

"And I couldn't help but think, through the thunder sound and stink
That I was just a puppet in a play
And through the roar and smoke, this string is finally broke
And a cannonball blew my eyes away"

As he turned away to walk, his Ma was still in shock
Seein' the metal brace that helped him stand
But as he turned to go, he called his mother close
And he dropped his medals down into her hand

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