Ironworks

Even with our newly fitted windows, our little casa was getting more than a little caliente under the relentless Waikato sun.

We needed some insulation!

So after a little research and bargain hunting, we settled on Earthwool Glasswool. It's relatively light, cheap, has a decent R value and is made using recycled material, so it ticked many boxes for us.

Luckily Mum was on hand to take care of the install like a pro. Thanks Deirdre!

 Once again, Mutley approves!

Once again, Mutley approves!

 She's grateful for everything we're doing for her, we're sure...

She's grateful for everything we're doing for her, we're sure...

Then, finally, we got the call we'd been waiting for. Our french doors had arrived at Demolition traders! Sam promptly headed over to Hamilton to pick them up before somebody else did.

 Preparing for the slowest, gentlest 25 km in living memory!

Preparing for the slowest, gentlest 25 km in living memory!

  Welcome to my house, play the music too loud, open our new doors out, something something ... rainbow trout?

Welcome to my house, play the music too loud, open our new doors out, something something ... rainbow trout?

It was time to stop playing around with fabric walls and get serious. The cladding had been a sticking point for us throughout out the design process. At different times we had settled on PVC, ridged roofing panels, cedar, and various mixes of the above. In the end we decided upon Karaka corrugted colour-steel spiced with a few patches of natural tone weatherboard to avoid the "shed" look. We felt this was a cheap and attractive mix of lightweight and strong materials.

 The steel arrives! (Yes that's the lot)

The steel arrives! (Yes that's the lot)

 Baby steps, baby steps...

Baby steps, baby steps...

 Grant shows Sam how it's done before leaving him to it...

Grant shows Sam how it's done before leaving him to it...

 ... but just in the nick of time, brother Paddy appeared! Complete with a set of fresh guns for lifting and holding steady while Sam fixed the steel.

... but just in the nick of time, brother Paddy appeared! Complete with a set of fresh guns for lifting and holding steady while Sam fixed the steel.

 Can't forget the license plate cutout!

Can't forget the license plate cutout!

 After a few days of literal blood, sweat and tears, the steel was done!

After a few days of literal blood, sweat and tears, the steel was done!

It turns out motorists, cyclists and walkers aren't the only ones interested in our build. This little hoglet waddled out for a look one twilight too!

 We'll take it as a good omen!

We'll take it as a good omen!

Around this time, local Sparky Graeme and son John popped by to do the electrical rough-in. 

 Hard at work drilling through our nice solid walls!

Hard at work drilling through our nice solid walls!

 Fuse box installation.

Fuse box installation.

Meanwhile, Georgia was proving that one can still be very much part of the tiny house team, despite residing four hundred kilometers away. She found this nifty futon bed on Trademe for a steal!

 Spud is clearly dissatisfied with Mutley getting all the internet likes.  I can be cute too, see! Am I doing it right guys?

Spud is clearly dissatisfied with Mutley getting all the internet likes. I can be cute too, see! Am I doing it right guys?

Aaaand that's about it from us for this week, folks! (more than a week, we know, we know...) Anyway, thanks for reading, or flicking through and looking at the photos. Massive thanks to all the helpers, and feel free to stop by and check it out if you're in town, but don't be surprised if a hammer magically appears in your hand!

 The next challenge awaits...

The next challenge awaits...