Saturday, May 19, 2012

My life in a hole

I was working on the waterproofing when I wondered what the noise was, looked round the corner, inches from the bucket.  We have spent a lot of time in the bottom of the hole behind the basement walls worryning about every detail of the waterproofing. It is odd to think this will all be filled in behind a hopefully dry basement a distant memory.

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