Renovation moments
It is hard to describe the magnitude of my renovation extravaganza. Basically the house was completely gutted and de-roofed. No room was unaffected, along with the entire yard. I'm the first of the little inter-war cottages to create an upstairs, turning the runt of the litter into one of the better houses in the street. A separate room constructed out the back, dubbed 'the humpy' is where I lived for roughly two years (until very recently!) . Not 100 per cent  finished, but very habitable now, and nothing critically urgent remaining to do.

This page is dedicated to some rather non-standard images pertaining to my owner-builder experience. I should really add some more conventional 'after' photos now!!
My hall light... back when I had one...
My builder loves to do this... with a throw... sproingggg!  I tried it just once (unsuccessfully).
I'm not really a slob... roofs, ceilings and brick walls have been demolished around me and my electrics.
Rudimentary light in my rudimentary bathroom.
Much more of the original roof awaited removal at this point. Tile by tile, timber by timber...
Where roof and sky meet...
Internal frame and roof edge.
There's only one way to landscape around here... with a jackhammer. The ENTIRE yard is covered with 6 to 8 inch thick concrete, and underneath that is rock.
A friend pops in, outside the first storey.
Landscaping.
An ugly feature prepares to leave home.
Pebbles by the uteful.
This power point annotation is from a very long time ago.
My builder combined builderhood with fatherhood. This very large and bold canvas is the work of his 4-year-old daughter. The 15 litre paint tin is there for scale.
Whoops - dried paint on the boot. Good thing I just bought another pair (strictly for Sunday best).
Many of my scant few original features have had to be sacrificed.
The city view I was afforded when I could stick my head through the upstairs roof frame. Progress means I only have a glimpse of Centrepoint Tower from the window, but that is still something!
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