It’s no picnic

A picnic in Glentui is not a simple affair. One needs a group of people, shovels, pickaxes, crowbars, electric tools, a wheelbarrow, ladder, couple of cars, food supplies, water, and a Plan.

We have good news: the hut is closed-in, and with that, the unauthorised animals are banned from inside. The verandah doors are being finished to a high standard by our dedicated door expert.

Interior is also getting a facelift thanks to our team of interior experts, the builder and his young apprentice. As you can see on the picture, the standard is five-star plywood walls and roof, with natural random wooden pattern, as you’d expect from such an upmarket establishment.

Everybody will feel at home with an additon of light points and power sockets. Did I say about woolen insulation already?

Of course the picnic wouldn’t be complete without our inspiring ladies.

One of our new Czech friends did the carpets – not for the hut, but for covering the ground around plants, so the weed cannot go through while the plant is growing roots – it’s a lot of finnicky work with a knife.

We are planning a shelter belt to the South of the hut, to shield us from the neighbour – a 100 or so fast-growing plants need to go into the ground, into holes 30cm deep.

The ground is full of stones, wires and roots up there, and the perseverance and energy manifested by our dakinis was extremely inspiring and powerful.

One of our Czech friends even sacrificed her nice trainers and got through all this with a tiny shovel.