Yes, we survived the storm, only losing a few sickly trees and yet another limb off the battle weary conker tree.
I was woken at 3am with the almighty gusts rattling windows and testing the trees, still heavy with fruit and yellowing leaves.
At 7am, I received a text from Boss Jon, 'The barn survived!' The Barn Boys had done a sterling pre storm strap-up job - strapping the straps of the straps on to the straps of the strapped barn. Not to mention the extra scaffolding and steel beams; there's now far more metal than wood. I wasn't sure if Inspector Walt and I were visiting a ride at Thorpe Park, or a gig on the Pyramid stage at the Glastonbury Festival!
Happily, the barn was standing to attention when the Barn Boys arrived for work.
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| Kitchen |
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| Imaginary door to lower level |
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| Imaginary door. View from Upper level |
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| Steel beams in utility and bedroom 2 |
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| Steel beams and scaff in my dressing room |
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| Metal meets wood - East meets West |
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| Straps and steel beams |
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| More straps and steel beams |
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| Not for Birmingham hips |
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| Inspector Walt - 'It's all belt and braces' |
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| Strap hook |
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| Straps |
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| and more |
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| even more.... |
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| Inspector Walt - 'Come on, Barn Girl, I need a proper walk and to inspect the view' |
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| Is that Mr Darcy I see over yonder? |
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| The Tree....that never had to fight, for sun and air and light |
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| Westside Story |
Bye for now.
Love
BarnGirl
xx
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