As we suspected, we've not ended up doing a lot of blogging since we moved on! Loads while we were waiting for the boat to be ready, and then none about the exciting bit. I guess it's a bit like when you were little, you'd write letters to Father Christmas for something to do while you waited for the big day, but then you rarely kept up communication with him during the rest of the year.
This weekend we decided it was time to buy a stove. We ordered one from the friendly people at Ely Chandlers - who have by far the best price around on Morso stoves, and then set to the business of getting the hearth ready. After rather a lot of this:
|Note to self: Yes, it is worth paying a couple of pounds for a proper tile cutter.|
The boat safety people have recommendations about the installation of solid fuel stoves, but nothing very concrete. This is Gyproc fireboard behind tiles, which should hopefully be ok. We'll build a little hearth to go under the stove, too, and tile that.
As if to reward us for the stress of trying to break tiles with a pair of nail scissors and a pointy stick, and sticking tiles to the wall with what may as well have been grease, we woke up to this, which reassured us we had probably made the right decision: