september 1992.
The pipes in the rest of the big room, plus the view into the bedrooms - the smaller bedroom (left) already has the concrete laid. And (now I see!) both bedrooms already have the tiles laid. Which means that the tiles guy did put the tiles and the bathroom soon after this. I found him by accident, visiting Gargamel's office (now in rented space in the heating/power plant, not too far from his warehouse) for some reason (ah, there was a labor inspector visiting), and while I was waiting for some result that I printed to be checked, we chatted about this and that. And the other girl (not the dark beauty who was my customer - and later worked in that pencils' outfit with Marina) said her husband does tiles. And he's from Vir...
One of the weekends I had another moba, this time all the folks from DBA - Vanji, Fefi, Rade, Sale, perhaps Željko, perhaps Blaža and most probably Števa. We poured the fine concrete over the heating pipes. Which is not exactly pouring, this is almost dry and you press it and tamp it to be flat. The bedrooms were already done by that guy who did the plastering, so it was only the bathroom, lobby, kitchen and the big room - so about 50 m2 out of 83 (the 2 in the pantry remained uncovered, the pipes end there and then there's that tunnel as well.
It went quite fine, considering that I was the only one who saw it done before. Consequently, I was the engineer.
The picture shows how the tubes were laid out in the dining (closer part) and the kitchen (farher). The contraption on the wall in Johan's room (aka pantry) is the distributor. The rest of pipes to be done next year.
Nice weather and I think I had just a crate of beer. Perhaps some of dad's brandy circulated as well. Amazingly, we finished before dusk, which comes around 19:00 this time of year. Technically, still summer, but everybody had long sleeves and trousers.
These days I heard Vanji went to help Kid do a general repair on his lada - changing the head synch chain, realigning the valves, that kind of thing. On that car, it could be done in a day.
Few days later, when the concrete had set, I got that guy from Vir. Only he didn't do much in terms of glue, but rather used half-dry sand concrete as glue. Of course, he first used the glue for the yellow-brown tiles (the girls' room and the lobby, found only that much on the place where they sold the leftovers from the building sites) and then put the rest with this dry sand.
Interesting guy, from Dalmatia (actually the same island where we spent our last vacation there, five years ago), married to a girl here, who (has a friend who) works at Gargamel's, and then had trouble back home because he married a Serbian. So they fled here. I just asked him to try to speak dalmatian again, I miss hearing it.
By the time he was finished for the day, we sat on the terrace and had a brandy. The dialog went like this.
- What pleasure do you find in living like this, watching into each others' gardens?
- Well so are the lots laid, this is the only way to build here. What would you rather have for a view?
- Ah the sea.
- Well screw that, you're late.
True, some aeons ago, the Pannonian sea was here. We actually found shells in the clay when we dug the basement. Perhaps river shells, but a false proof doesn't really disprove.
Mentions: Aleksandar Raskov (Sale), Blagoje Vrbović (Blaža), DBA, Ferenc Farkaš (Fefi), lada, Marina Čikezin, moba, Ostojin (Gargamel), Rade Peretić, Stevan Garaj (Števa), Vilmoš Baranji (Vanji), Zoltan Kadar (Kid), Željko Žaja, in serbian