The lad arrived from the Carpenters at 7am, and thought he was going to work upstairs...wrong, Marcela was still asleep, so I told him, he would have to complete the downstairs jobs, whilst I woke her up.
We have had a panic... When John was working here, he had what we all thought was a great idea, and that was to put clay tiles on the kiosk roof, so it matched both the house and workshop. As it turns out this was a big mistake, the roof is not strong enough to support them, and Marcela and I noticed that some of the joints were pulling apart, the whole structure was near collapse.
Marcela rang John, and asked for urgent help, unfortunately he was busy, but said he would come later, he owed me some money he had borrowed, so he was due to call around.
In the mean time, I put up the ladder, and I took off as many as I could reach from the ladder, and handed them to Marcela, not liking heights, I was nervous enough on the ladder! But we reduced the weight by a third.
Marcela, then decided to do some gardening, her mentor being Mauricio, the Mayordomo from up the road, so it started with painting a tar like substance on as many cut off tree branches as she could reach.
|Marcela starting to take charge of the garden.|