garden office - boring stuff

A weeked of doing fiddly bits. Not much to look at but a necessary evil. First job for me was going around the bottom edges of all the exposed logs with the green preservative. Great fun when you can't really kneel down and everywhere is a tight squeeze. Photographic evidence also shows how much I need a haircut...

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While I was doing the log bottoms, Dave went ahead and put the first coat of "hard as nails" varnish on the floor. He discovered a few proud nail heads on the way round, manifested in ripped trousers for the most part. After lunch, my job would be to varnish the back wall (so we can at least hang the radiatior, even though there isn't any power for it yet). However, the 3 sleepers Dave ordered for the bike rack arrived late morning and as they were dumped at the end of the drive blocking in both cars, we had to move them. The first two were just about carryable for the two of us, but I don't know what it was about the third one, but we just couldn't shift it. We ended up just rotating it between the cars so at least we could get out.
Once the floor was dry, I headed off and started varnishing. Nice low odour stuff and really hard to see the bits you'd done. The back wall is the low end of the pent roof, so no trouble reaching the top with absolutely no visible progress to show for it - and surprisingly shoulder aching-making.
Dave tried sawing the superheavy sleeper in half while I was doing that, but just succeeded in ruining the circular saw blade. He decided there must be some metal bar down the middle of it, so ordered some metal cutting blades for the reciprocating saw and called it a day.
Sunday dawned as bright as Saturday had, so my daily mission was to give the rest of the inside walls their dose of varnish. I managed to reach the top of the high end of the pent roof OK as I embarked on my journey down the left hand wall. As I had done yesterday, I took off my trainers so as not to mark the floor when sitting to do the lower logs. I started on the front wall at the bottom as I was sat there, and thought it best to open the window to get better access to the inside of the frame. Fortunately Dave appeared at that point and dug out the handle from the bag of bits. After a bit of a shove, we got it open for the first time. I continued up the wall either side of the window, including the frame. When I stood up to do the logs over the window up to the high end of the roof I was struggling to reach, then realised the thickness of my trainer soles made a significant difference.
Nice Mr Amazon man delivered the new saw blades and Dave went at the sleeper again. By the time he'd got through the third blade (first two kept clogging), he'd also got through the sleeper. No metal apparently, just very wet. I gave him a hand to move the heavy end - he'd manhandled the "light" end out of the way by himself, so his back will be rubbish again tonight.
Back to the cabin -  suffice to say I finished the job and discovered only one additional proud nail by the same method as Dave, which is a shame because I like these jeans.

Bottom of the back wall - Saturday. Shoes off to save marking the floor (as I had on Friday :))

You can't really tell, but the whole of the inside is varnished bar the underside of the roof - and that's staying that way!

Window!