Wednesday, 28 November 2007
Change of scene, mezzanine....
Today Rich made a whole different kind of mess and several new and novel kinds of noise. There were tools and timber everywhere, and lots of power-sawing and hammering: Very exciting!
He was building the small mezzanine level floor, and it is a level floor, despite the beam being not level. Confused? Anyway, this inspired me to poetry (see below). If anyone comes up with anything better, or worse, please leave it in the comments, and I will decide later if any are worthy of a prize or a medal or something: