Mud, glorious mud
Apologies for the slow down in blog post frequency. The house decisions and activities have felt constant and have been leaving us feeling exhausted – physically and mentally. So while writing the blog has been somewhat therapeutic for me, right now it’s hard to muster up enthusiasm to spend any more time thinking (and writing) about the house than we absolutely have to. We’re very much at the point that we would just like to forget the house exists – ignore it, and hope it goes away.

That being said, we are planning to keep going. After all, we really would like somewhere to live. And the blog will keep coming, if at a slower rate. We’re hoping that once we’re over the damp proofing and subfloor hurdles things will feel a little more controllable and there’ll be fewer surprises. Ethan has less faith in this theory than I do. Anyway, here we go on the subfloors.

In order to install modern, structurally-sound subfloors with insulation and proper waterproofing while maintaining a sensible ceiling height, we had to have the existing 2cm thick concrete floors and the mud and stone beneath them dug out to a depth of around 35cm. We had cleared the floors, but realised that the walls were still covered in blacksmith soot, construction dust and grime – none of which we want ending up in our drainage channels.
So, it seemed sensible to get as much of the wall dirt onto the floor as possible, so that it would be taken away along with the masses of floor material being dug out. As the place was already wet, we decided the best course of action would be to use a pressure washer – inside the house. It felt strange. However, it was satisfying to see the dirt pour down the wall into the underpinning trenches.
I even managed to get involved with my bad back with a little support, which made the whole experience even more surreal:
Along with the floors, we were also having a hole dug underneath the garage door. This would allow for a foundation for our new wall. However, a few months ago we noticed a blue tit disappearing behind the piece of wood that is acting as a fascia for the RSJ, above that garage door. We also noticed some mossy type material trailing out from the bottom – the escaped parts of her carefully constructed nest. Unfortunately, despite having seen her fly in and our several times, we’ve not been able to get any pictures or videos. One day we were stood looking at the house and saw her poke her head out and watch us, waiting for us to leave before she could fly away. And just days before the ground worker would be starting work we could hear the baby birds chirping away. We may have caught this on camera, although hard to tell with all the other bird noises we get in the area.
Thankfully, all had gone silent by the time the ground worker was planning to start , so we think they had fledged and finished with the nest.
One of the first things to be removed for digging the foundations was a large slate slab that sat under the garage door and supported the upright between the up and over door and the personnel door. We had considered keeping this slate and using it somewhere later. However, the ground workers only just managed to move it using a tractor with a forklift, so we decided perhaps it was better to let them deal with it, as we had no such equipment!

The upright had also somehow been driven through the slate, rather than just resting on it, limiting its usefulness. Now that the slate is is gone, the upright between the two parts of the door is hanging above a muddy hole. As are both the doors. Opening and closing both the personnel door and the garage door itself has become a highly skilled procedure that we are desperately trying to avoid having to perform, particularly as it had to be done from down in the pit that had been dug below it. We’re not sure how many repetitions either door will survive.
We had been somewhat looking forward to this trench digging, as we would be uncovering the answer to one of our few remaining questions about the house. Before purchasing the property, we had been told there was a pipe buried under the floor of the garage, that exited the front of the garage, carrying away the stream that comes into the back of the garage. The sellers could not remember exactly where this pipe exited and what form it took. When the foundation was dug this pipe was discovered. Unfortunately, it was also broken, but this didn’t really matter, given it was a perforated pipe and would have poured water into the hole anyway.
We found a piece of guttering and placed it under the pipe leading to where the pipe exited the outer side of the foundation hole. We added a cut off piece of the RSJ to weigh down the end of the pipe and keep it in the guttering. All that engineering experience has really paid off. Things started to seem a bit more stable, apart from the small amount of water exiting the pipe before it hit the guttering, the majority of the water was ending up NOT in the foundation hole – ideal(ish).
The next step will be to find out where this pipe goes and work out a better and more serviceable way to transport this water through our new foundation and away from our house. Next blog topic sorted.
Back to the floors: they no longer exist.
Our homely kitchen Our cosy lounge

Pros and cons of having your floors dug out: pro, the ceilings look really high now – so fancy. Cons: our kitchen is a little… damp; we now need to hose our shoes down as we leave the house, rather than when we enter it; we have large gaps under both the garage door and the front door to allow maximum rainfall directly into the house; and we have a loose doorstep that ensures any water on the road outside will be shepherded and trickled in through our front door!
So there you have it, you can tell the house looks much better than when we started with it, and in no way does it feel like we’ve gone backwards. Oh, and the floor digging revealed that there is more underpinning needed, so we get to have muddy floors for a while longer while we wait for that to be done.

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