Wednesday was marked by an exciting finale at the Avalon Marshes Centre, the pegging and hanging of the new roundhouse doors.

After weeks of toil, we drilled and banged in the last tree nail at 4pm and had both the doors hung and swinging by half past. A liberal coating of good old fashion lard lubricated the motion and put an end to the horror film-style creaking.

The day started with a few minor hitches… mainly forgetting the hand-drill that would be making all the holes for the pegs. But progressed with great speed after that; refitting the enormous oaken jigsaw, playing around with the pegs, fiddling with the pivot holes and banging it all together.

We all held our breath as we raised the timber-titans into position and clung sheepishly to them as Rob ‘tapped’ them gently into place.

An absolutely incredible achievement which has transformed the roundhouse into a kingly residence!
Time to start a new project…

The two Richards and Bob get going on the new frame saw.

The pair of doors lie in wait

Our pot of pegs. Twenty hand crafted oak trennels ready to be bashed into position.

Freddie cleans up and shapes the bracing bar.

Claire finds a spare moment to finish off her canoe paddle.

Andrew re-shapes the main pivot plank to fit the roundhouse’s entrance way.

The first door hanging freely.

Measuring up the second beast.

That’s it Richard just a little tap to get that last peg in.

The pair looking grand in the afternoon sun.