As we are going to lay down flooring (eventually) on the ground floor, we needed to make sure everything was sound underneath. In Victorian houses, the floors are usually suspended with joists spanning sleeper walls and floorboards on top. Air bricks are installed in the walls to let the wood floors breath and not get all rotten. In some places there is even space to crawl underneath - but in ours there really isn't - well, not for me anyway.
So this meant checking everything under the floor was sound and also accelerating all my future projects into a short period of time. The big rush? Joan and Rene are coming in about 6 weeks' time and Carolyn was pretty firm in that they would need a floor to walk on. Demanding client.
So my big list of under floor jobs:
- check joists for any signs of rot
- check for leaks in the plumbing
- look for dinosaur bones
- re-plumb a couple of radiators
- insulate the heating pipes
- find buried treasure
- run network and coax cables
- discover secret passageway
- put insulation under the floor
As you can see, there was a lot to do before our company arrives. Time for some busy weekends.
The first part was getting all the floorboards up. This is a back breaking job in the best of times with square edge boards, however in our case the boards had been replaced sometime over the last century with tongue and groove boards (T&G). These go down easy and make for a solid floor but are a real $@&£!!! to get back up.
I followed another blog (Restoration Couple) for inspiration. A great site worth following and kind of makes our DIY blog look a bit DIY 😞 .. they are much better on the tech editing (but I think we have the advantage on the humour front)
Anyway, the big difference was the T&G. The tongues had to be cut to get the boards up. I tried a variety of options but landed on the circular saw with the depth set to a minimal level and the reciprocating saw (my new gadget bought for this). I also tried a Dremel with a wood bit but I think this job was too much for it so not recommended.
The circular saw was the easiest and fastest but it kicked up a tremendous amount of dust. So my recommendation after all of this would be to get a plunge saw (which I didn't have).
You'll see that I numbered the boards. This was so that I could put the jigsaw back together again. Since the boards were being covered up, I used a Sharpie and was OK with writing on the top. If we planned on restoring the boards (which is a lot of work BTW) I would have been a bit more considerate.
There you can see some of the boards now lifted up and the joists and sleeper walls. And further down .. what lies beneath. In our case, some dirt that hasn't seen the light of day in over 100 years. And still no dinosaur bones ... I think I may need to give up on that dream.
This was a lot of work to even get to this point. Cut grooves, pry board, curse, pry some more, curse, finally get one end of the board up, curse, pry some more and then finally the board comes out. Then it's getting about 30 nails out for each board. The best way to do this is to turn the board upside down and hammer them out.
I figured by the end of the day, I'd banged and pried out about 600 nails. No wonder by back was hurting.
And of course, I had to do the same for the hallway.
But after all this I did find one of the things that I was looking for (besides a dinosaur and hidden treasure) - the reason why our heating system loses pressure once every couple of weeks. In the photo below you can see a drain down valve with some limescale on it. This might have worked OK on the old gravity fed system but was probably a constant drip under the new pressurised system.
The blue pipe is the polypipe that Tom ran when he replaced the lead water mains coming into the house. And the rubble is leftover building material from sometime in the house's history. Apparently, most builders back in the day (and several today as well) just chuck stuff under the floorboards instead of throwing it into a skip. In all fairness, back in the day there were no white vans or skips to take rubble away. I took some of the bigger pieces up, but didn't want to get too crazy on an area of the house that I hopefully would never see again.
So in the end, a long day of ripping boards up and then having to put them back so we didn't lose any kids under the floor. We almost did lose the neighbourhood cat Suki who decided she wanted to explore. If only I could teach the cat to solder pipes, there might be a use for her.
Carolyn came home and said "what did you do (besides making a mess)?" and for once, I didn't have much to show for it. Ripping up boards, while necessary, is not much fun .. or good blogging material for that matter. My apologies.