Robert ordered lots of larch, apparently with a cunning plan to screen us from the road. We are creating a trompe l’oeil series of openings to mimic our real windows. Not only that but the cladding will return into the barn to hide the extremely messy pile of fire wood created by the original cladding that was taken down. I just have to watch out for the huge rusty nails sticking out of the planks. I fear my tetanus jab is not up to date.
