Time for the inside of the kitchen wall to be clad with gyprock (bought off the 'Damaged Pile' at bargain price), and for the last sheets of plywood to be fitted on the front face of the house. Both were done on the same day, Beth and I working with the gyprock (not a job I enjoy - somehow gyprock and I don't mix) and Dad outside with the plywood.
Me, looking like Mlick.
Starting with bottom piece... I wonder how many times we had to adjust the fit? I can't remember.
And then the top.
Our scaffolding has been upgraded since, thank goodness. This lot worked, but had its limitations. I guess you could say it was good for getting the heart rate up, though at uneven intervals.
Hurrah! What a relief! What a sense of closure and accomplishment!
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