The big white canvas became a big white box last week. A big white box with an ugly concrete floor. So today we covered that concrete with a nice layer of whitewashed oak. Together with my old man and my (not so old) brother in law, we did half of the house today and hopefully the other half tomorrow.
And when I emptied my memorycard tonight I discovered this very sweet message Peter carved into the bottom layer. He really loved me today! And in 100 years time people will remove the floor and find this hidden message as well!