26 June: The garden is no longer recognisable. The ground is level, the turf is laid, another truckload of topsoil was added, which makes a total of 36 tons so far, Peder stained the back fence a lovely shade of forest green, and now it practically disappears into the lime trees behind the house. Things are progressing. The blue tarps are down to keep rain off the soil, making it easier for the guys to lay the turf. If the soil is wet, it goes claggy, and it’s difficult to lay the rolls of turf properly.
The man who delivered the turf in a huge lorry managed (according to the neighbour) to shear off half a tree whilst parking. The neighbour had a fit. We assured him that no one was injured in the process and that the twigs that fell off the tree would grow back without notice. Blimey. That tree needed trimming anyway because you had to duck under it to walk on the pavement.
The stairs on the brick wall are in the process of being built, and should look gorgeous once the sandstone slabs are laid on the risers. Four steps to the top level. The electricals for the outdoor lighting are laid and positioned also. The lighting is done in four stages so that not all of the lights need to be on at the same time. They’ll run off a remote.
Now we prod and poke grass, and water and fuss over it for 2 weeks until it settles in. No walking on it either unless a board is placed on the ground. Molly isn’t allowed anywhere near the new turf for fear that she’ll squat on it. That odd pile of rock mid-photo is going to be a water feature, solar-powered and recycling. No power or plumbing is needed.
The old patio stones, which aren’t stone but rather cement fashioned to look like stone, are up and tossed in the skip. New drainage from the mid-level to the new drainage system is being dug and installed. A few days of rain set things back a bit, and then Andy threw out his back, so we’re stalled right now. Not much gets done without Andy on the job to poke his boys and make them work. They’re good boys, and I don’t complain.
We’re hoping that the sandstone slabs for the walkway will be laid this week. The patio should take another week, I reckon. That’s a guess but I’d be willing to put a few bob on it. They’re running about a week behind schedule, but so far Andy is keeping exactly on budget. The stalled schedule can’t be helped; the weather’s been truly miserable.
And except for the basil, where the neighbour’s cat continues to pooh, the herbs are doing nicely in their pots. I’m using the chives from the garden because the potted ones are not growing well.
So, that’s where we are as of today. More when the patio slab are laid and the walkway is finished, which we’ll hope is by next week.