Render on, render off, witchling walking, witchling crawling, witchling talking, render on, render off (grasshopper), move scaffold tower, hitch up render gun, sweep up, sweep up, sweep up, shift rubble, cook dinner, quote for copy-editing, shift scaffold tower, fidget vainly at last bit of cement render with implements of varying usefulness (hoes just don’t cut it, it seems, but what else to use when you can’t get the scaffold close enough to use the SDS drill, and you’re working overhead, right by the thatch, and so need something long and slender but mean with it?), family family family, take alarming photos of cob, copy-edit, upload new files, washing washing washing, render off, bake cake, what has that cat got?, contemplate website design, tidy tidy tidy, contemplate who’d look after the tiny daughter if both hit by flying render, contemplate life assurance, panic about lack of funds (not entirely unrelated to previous item), baby-proof baby-proof baby-proof, order sand, attempt to figure out the compressor, shift rubble, de-mould walls, de-mould carpet, family family family, order entire Tool Station catalogue (should just have said ‘one of each’ at outset of buying Earthenhouse), render off, carpet shampooer session courtesy of a lovely neighbour, clean out chooks, shift rubble, panic about lack of funds, proofread, shift rubble, copy-edit, what the….? that’s supposed to be English?, panic about lack of funds, estimate likelihood of capture in event of bank robbery proving unsuccessful, family family family, take alarming photos of cob, test render gun, stack bricks, shovel rubble, move scaffold tower… And so the long day wears on.

More anon, hopefully.