For five days the whole house trembled and groaned - and I did much the same when I could bear to be indoors rather than elsewhere on some excuse. And the dust! Clouds and clouds of the finest, most insidious dust known to man - it gets everywhere, and I mean everywhere!
It was, however, a real tour de force because the space to manoeuvre is pretty tight considering the size of the red machine-tractor-digger-muncher thing. The driver not only did not knock down the new column supporting the two RSJs (which hold up the first floor) but he even missed the grey sewage pipe suspended from the ceiling. Every day he went home looking like the little man in the flour adverts on TV - white from top to toe.
But, at last, the man from Horizon Demolition has left. Peace is restored. The pair of 5m x 3.5m x 2m high very reinforced concrete wine storage 'cuves' in the ground floor of the house are finally extinct, no more, gone... And, instead, we have masses more space to use for storage or rooms. We shall see: the next exciting stage of work on the house is due to start at the end of March. In the meantime, I'm off to London for a month...
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