Saturday, January 22, 2011

Mending Floor

31st December 2010 and the 3rd January 2011

Floors and walls; perform more or less the same duties and in my house both in need of some help. Mending wall is a poem by Robert frost discussing walls their fragility, their necessity and their drawbacks, 'something there is that does not love a wall' He questions whether or not we really need walls separating us. Frost grapels with the annual tradition of meeting with his neighbor and mending the wall between them, it is said 'good fences make good neighbors' Frost asks why? why, if they are good neighbors do they need fences? thinking about the same issue it strikes me as slightly sad that everything I have done so far at my house is either to keep the 'neighbors' out or fixing what they have damaged when they have gotten in.

On Friday the 31st I had my first visitor/helper (with the exception of immediate family) an old school friend Alex came out to have a look and give us a hand mending the floor. a patch in the lounge had been broken before I bought the place; I gather to give some kids access to the house.  there was also a larger patch of flooring in need of replacement in the back bedroom due to the fire described in an earlier post 'fire & water'


Let me take this opportunity to say a big thank you to Alex; I really appreciated your help my friend. anyway Friday was the day to fix the chard floor so first of all we had to rip up all the burnt boards, I had some photos of Alex demolishing my flooring but they all disappeared so I can't post them.  

 
 Once we had cleared the damaged timber and made the resulting whole neat and ready to take the new boards it was found that the new boards were of a slightly different width and therefore the final board had to be cut down to fit.



A smaller hole where the fire had damaged a larger area was able to be patched with of cuts salvaged from the rest of the flooring that was removed.



Here is a quick tip; its a good Idea to pre-drill the nails at the ends of the boards or anywhere else where there is a risk that the new boards might split.






As you can see the finished product is quite a different colour from the old timber floor, it has always been my intent to polish the floorboards throughout the house and while this would make it quite clear that repairs have been made I am still inclined to do it. I quite like the look of miss matched timbers, in my opinion they give the house some character and a history.there is a kind of honesty to this kind of exposed repairs that I find apealing. I like the thought that you can say you've had some trouble, you've taken a hit or two but your mended and back on the right path. I've heard a couple people say this kinda thing since I've been out here and if they can do it I reakon my house can pull it off too. If this kind of patching is done well I think it actually adds to the look of the room; lets hope potential buyers in the future agree!


Monday the 3rd

Monday was the new years public holiday, my last day off work and just enough time to patch the whole in the loungeroom floor and tidy up some more of the wall patching.




I started by talking about how walls and floors keep people out but the poem really talks about fences, walls between neighbous in a house while they do the same thin the also do so much more, my house now has a sturdy floor, in some ways a solid base. Now I can start building up from there.

Monday, January 3, 2011

The Straight and Narrow.

The 30th December

One of the obstacles I knew I would have to face with this property is the fact that due to its location and the fact that it has been empty for so many months it had become something of a thorough fair; half of Bidwill seems to cat through my front gate, down the side of my house and through my back yard into the back 'lane' so they don't have to walk an extra fifty meters (maybe a little more) to the next street on there way home from the pub, the school, the bus stop or where ever. Today I had a temporary construction fence put up to stop people, this will probably not make me the most popular new resident but it kinda had to be done.



Standing and looking at the hopefully now disused path worn through the grass of my front yard; I thought how often the right path is not the easiest. It seems that when you always try to make the right choice or do the right thing; more often then not you end up making more work for yourself, taking the more difficult road or just having to wait longer for what you really want. hopefully this fence I had erected this morning encourages people to take the right path home rather than the one through my yard and hopefully no one gets too annoyed at me for forcing them to walk the extra distance, hopefully they understand where I'm coming from, I know that there are a few paths I've walked down I wish someone had blocked off but I guess this life would not be the same without the freedom to make the wrong choice.


I also had a 4 cubic meter skip delivered this morning which we wasted no time in filling with all the rubbish that has been created cutting out the plasterboard and the garbage that was lying around in the house and backyard. We also did a bunch more patching 



It was a beautiful day and we got a fair bit of stuff done, again my whole family was out helping; things are starting to improve at my house.

 

By the way, just occurred to me that I've never posted a photo of the front of my house, so here is one: