And this is what's pulling the wall outwards.
Scaffolding coming tomorrow,
We'll probably go with Plan B.
I am the grit in the gears, the missing bolt, I am the poker of sticks into spokes. I like to know how things work, but sometimes when I take them apart and rebuild them, I have a few pieces left over. I am a man, so I tend to leave reading the instructions until after it goes wrong. And like all men I have a comprehensive mental map of the world and never need to ask directions. I never get lost, only sometimes I'm late, or end up in the wrong place entirely. It's what we do.
|Each iron pillar, in the centre of the room, supports two beams, which span to the outer walls. In the squared tops of the pillars, there are slots, which, long ago, held brackets which supported rotating shafts the full length of the mill (about three times the length of this room). The shafts, in turn, supported numerous pulleys, which turned long leather belts, to pulleys which powered the looms.|
|New walls, new windows, new heating, new kitchen area, water supply, electrical distribution boards, lights, power sockets....|