It was a dirty, dusty, hot and sweaty weekend. The focus was on the ceiling. As you know, it all has to come down in order to go back up. And down it came. First the tin.
They apparently went up in a very particular order, because it was a bit of a jigsaw to take down in reverse. Each corner and side overlapped, and no more than 3 in a row were the same. I have decided they started in the middle and worked their way out in a spiral.
In the midst of bringing down the ceiling, dust and rust were not the only things falling. This little lady came too, and after giving me the evil eye, tried to hide in my spare dust mask. 
After tin came the lath and plaster. Here is before and after:
It seems that what is not on the ceiling anymore is now on me…
It was not all work and no cool discoveries (except for the mouse. Despite her nearly falling on me, she was still pretty cool). We also found these things tucked away in the ceiling. A good reward for a hard days work!
