Once more in lockdown, we have had to rely on photos sent by our builder, and these were received with great interest as you might imagine. The work was eventually started in early January, and took five weeks rather than the original estimate of two; but as we weren't there, no doubt the weather was a factor and other jobs may well have been done at the same time.
Here's a reminder of what it looked like to start with:
The site cleared, and the resulting sea of mud! (It was winter, after all.)
The slabs are laid and the path gravelled.
The path as it leads down to the house.
Here the wall has been pointed but it had started to rain and the capping had not yet been done, so the men doing the pointing insisted that the tarpaulin stayed in place.
I have photos of the finished project, complete with capped wall, but for some reason they have declined to upload. So the end of the story will have to wait until we can ourselves go to France and see with our own eyes. At the moment travel is forbidden, but things are opening up, and we live in hope of spending the summer there. Meanwhile we have found a local man to cut our grass so we don't arrive to a jungle as we did last year; and he has agreed to put some grass seed on the sea of mud. We wait - with varying degrees of patience!
