All Killer no Filler...

With the pool project tucked neatly into our belts (pool house door to follow...) and not wanting to get bored in any way, I have been drafted into the final phases of Vyan's Great Laundry Relocation Project (VGLRP) which will free up the existing Laundry to become perhaps what it was always intended to be- a shower for the Grounds Staff and Kitchen Ladies. So after some chin scratching, it was decided that the communal changing area in the female side of the ablutions block, was outdated and rarely used (apparently modern women don't like using communal changing areas? Sounds very British to me...). So Vyan, David and some of the men, did a fantastic and speedy job of cutting a hole in one of the internal dividing walls that created the changing area, for a new door. Then proceeded to brick up the existing entrance to the changing area and putting in two door frames and doors! The end result of this is that there is now a hallway with two door ways leading from it, one to the new laundry and one to the Girls toilets.

We then enlisted the help of Lennox from Site 5 to plaster for us. Unfortunately that left us with the inevitable joins between old and new plaster. Which is where I joined VGLRP. We started by grinding and chiseling the last bit of wall out of the door way so that we could tile it.

Then we applied liberal amounts of Pollyfiller to smooth over the joints between old plaster and new, let it dry and then sanded it back. Its always hard to tell and the first coat of paint will be the real test but at first glance I think it looks pretty good!

Then we applied a coat of Plaster Primer to seal the new plaster before the first coat of paint. Now personally I think we were ripped off because that so called 'Plaster Primer' at R300 odd per tin looked, smelled and felt just like turpentine...I'm sure it'll be fine...

So that done, we packed up our tools (way after home time, just for a change) and called it a day. Tomorrow the first coat of paint goes on and then we'll see how smooth those walls really are...