We met Phil and Rory, who were days away from a trip to build windships in the Phillipines to laugh in the face of the raging typhoons. Ron clearly wanted to impress Michael Reynolds Number 1 and 2, there seemed to be a pecking order, but I guess if you break any relationship down there always is, just hopefully no one looses any feathers in the process. They were chill and pumped the Reggae whilst plastering the inner chamber. There was some swearing from intern Jennifer, a tiny sweet girl with a self confessed dirty mouth, as all her plaster fell in a great chunk to the floor. It was all rather amusing.

Enrique and I were promoted to timber finish work, crafting the finish face of the timber sunburst inner door and window framing. We measured and mitred, starting slow and rough, but getting better with every cut. Our brains could never relax with saws spinning and mysterious angles left by past interns that were never quite the same degree or length. From the amount of figurative encouraging slaps on the back we got from our fellow interns in the trades we figured it was pretty complicated and perhaps tedious aesthetic work, but when it worked it was thrilling. I love puzzles and jigsaws so when the drill screwed all the pieces into place it was immensely satisfying. It did give me a new found respect for carpenters and tradesmen like and I’m sure I’ll think twice before designing anything too fancy for the sake of fancy in the future.

In the background head gal Heather with a full head of dreads and a no nonsense love of her “tunes” (don’t touch the ladies stereo) supervised some bottle wall grooming, Rose made some doors and hanging above doorways on ladders we were in everyone’s way, just the way we liked it.