I took Friday off to organise cabling, and I don't think I've stopped since - ready for a biiiiiiiig nanna nap.
My trusty gang of subbies - Megan 'Monkey Magic', Dave 'Cable Guy', Lucinda '100 Tape Gal', Andrew 'Itchy the Insulator', and Troy 'Driller'; Zoe was at Indy preventing a t!tty crime spree.
My most grateful thanks to them all - I would still be going if I'd had to do it all myself.
The Soundscreen insulation was a nightmare. I didn't think it would be itchy stuff, HA! and it falls apart so easily. Why can't they put some kind of coating on it? We tried every tape in the universe and it was still slipping. It might, maybe, perhaps end up inside the walls where it's supposed to be, when the plasterers do their thing.
Cabling was erm .. interesting. With my trusty Dymo I had carefully cut and labelled about half the cables before everyone arrived. Dave and Megan scrambled around the roof looping, threading and poking. And we ended up with a jungle of vines in the garage.
By Sunday arvo, some of the labels were falling off so Lucinda had to relabel, then the Dymo ran out of tape.... Hooking it all up might be even more interesting .... Blue cords draped across the walkways was starting to look more attractive. But it's done now.
Plasterers are due next week and the bricks have been ordered.
