Last year, when Steve and I went for a run near our house in France, I showed him a cute little tree house (hoping that he would feel like making one…and BINGO!)
This was enough to light a fire under my favourite Kiwi (now re-named Charles Ingalls by Elodie) as he spent the rest of our holidays building us a tree house!
Actually I use the term ‘tree house‘ very loosely as given the size of it and height (7m high/22ft high), it’s more like a DIY project that’s got out of hands but thanks to Steve’s folks over from New-Zealand, the tree house now has walls and a roof and my Kiwi is feeling extremely proud of his achievements (well he should be because frankly I think it looks really impressive!)





Putting the walls up…





Putting the roof…








The view from the top….


Almost there…

“Well done“….. “Thanks, good job!”
the view from the garden….
Between all the banging, nailing and a bit of swearing, we also enjoyed a lot of BBQs and now that the clocks have gone forward (hooray!) and we’re back in the UK, we are making the most of what is sure to be a great British Summer!
oh how much I would love to life in a treehouse!!! have a lovely day today – full of nice things happening!
wow, great job!
impressed.. I can imagine they want to make pictures here ;)
AH oui c’est carrément le rêve d’enfants qui se réalise là… cmme dans les toons américains… j’adorerais… je vais tester mon micocoulier de 300ans demain!! Bravo a tous en tout cas et vite vite la suite dans IKFL!!
totally awesome, us brits love a tree house, something I grew up, a bit of a rite of passage.
I would love to see photos of the interior or the inauguration dinner of your tree house :D
please?
Haha brilliant!! My dad built me a tree house in our grapefruit tree – can’t be a kiwi kid without a tree house!!
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