Okay...this has nothing to do with the schoolhouse renovations but he is sooo cute. This is Jake the newest member of the Turner clan. He's about 8 weeks old and a cousin of the late, great Chico. (R.I.P.) 
We spent a couple of days at the schoolhouse last week with my dad in tow. He is a mason by trade and we enlisted his skills on repairing the damaged brick on the original building. Ross, as seen in this picture, is removing the form on the garage door by using the kicking and yanking method while balancing on said form. What a brilliant man, my husband. This could be one reason why h
e is always falling and hurting himself. Ross attached the black plastic wrap stuff (not it's official name...it escapes me at the moment)and wheelbarrelled (is that a real verb?)the gravel over the weeping tile. We had our inspection and now we can back fill. 
This my dad, Al Burns. He is 74 years old and learned his trade in Liverpool, England following in the footsteps of his father. He re-pointed the stone foundation and removed and reset the loose and damaged brick.
The brick arch on this basement window fell forward and had been repaired with a slop of cement. Arches were used to support an opening. Today we use steel lintels, they provide the support but lack the decorative nature of the arch. By the way, Dad isn't a lazy mason. He fell down the stairs at home and hurt his coccyx. (for those who think I'm talking dirty...shame...it's his tailbone) Anyway, the chair puts him at the perfect height. We feed the seniors we have working on the job site and ply them with beer, wine and provide comfy sleeping arrangements on our kitchen table/extra bed in our trailer. So don't you feel too sorry for him. Feel sorry for us...he snores...loudly!
The finished arch ready for a new window.
The finished corner repair.
This is only the beginning of the brick work. There will be alot more in the coming months so Dad....we LOVE you...you are sooo talented.(this is me kissing up)
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