Well, I would've written something about this amazing last week but I have been working hard since Gianfranco Petrilli arrived in the rejuvenated Subaru Forester (he replaced the burnt-out engine in the winter) with the 44 metres of tech-3 wire to connect the two boxes from the garage and to the house. We wanted to get as much of the electricity done while he was with us.
He also brought with him his professional meat slicer with which he proceeded to spoil us producing plates of thinly cut prosciutto, ham and cheese in a week of gournet eating... Deborah really excelled herself, starting his visit with lobster and ending with scallops and haddock...
Pity he didn't have time to fish up a few trout himself.
The day after he arrived Deborah and I rushed off to get more supplies in Port Hawkesbury while the Master Builder and Gianfranco precisely cut a trench between the garage and the house into which, after much heaving and ruthless twisting, Gianfranco managed to persuade the tech-3 wire to go from box to box. Finally turning this piece of heavy wire into the main panel was quite a feat, involving great strength and determination.
It should also be pointed out that the electrician who sold Gianfranco the cable added 4 metres to our order and thank goodness he did: we would have been very tight, maybe even short without the extra... Sometimes things just go your way.
So on his first day Gianfranco got the cable to go from box to box and for the next four days he ran wires, designed the box lay-out and thought his way into the water issue. After four days filling the box with breakers, on Tuesday we installed the three patio doors and the round window and suddenly the space was sealed from roof to crawl space...
Now the job of finishing it all, the floor, the walls, the siding and the plumbing. That's enough, isn't it?
Gianfranco left at dawn on Wednesday, drove 16 hours right through, arriving at 8.30pm Montreal time. Where does he get his strength from?
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