So far we had given little thought to the most difficult part of the job but that could not be put off any longer. At the far end of the hall from the front door the stairs curved round the corner of the wall behind the shower room and jutted out into the hall a little way. There was insufficient height over the bottom two stairs for our new, lower ceiling. We stood gazing at the spot for some time until eventually Chris exclaimed, "I've got it!" He had worked out how to construct a step in the false ceiling so that, although the step itself would be clearly seen, it would not look out of place.
I left him to the carpentry while I went and prepared our lunch.
We were ready to nail the first length of tongue and groove boarding to the cross battens. Now, however, we had another decision to make - and we realised that there was something we had forgotten. We had intended buying the nails the previous day as we had to pass Mr Bricolage on our way to the timber merchant to buy the battens. Six times we had driven past - three return journeys - and each time we had forgotten to go in. Before we could go any further, that had to be put right.