The Amazing Trench-Spotters' Guide Continues

 Ian starts to fill in the trenches.

The spaces around the the tank are lined with soft sand to ensure the tank doesn't press on rocks when full and under pressure from within.

 You can just about make out Kevin here, busy with his joins.

Meanwhile, I picked up chunks of dropped gravel, by hand, across the field. The barrow is now too heavy to move!

More trenches are dug to link the main tank to the inspection hole and trenches. Yes, the word 'carnage' does come to mind.

Kevin constructs the pipe network at the end of the system. Everything has to end up at one point- the 'regard', where, hopefully, one will never see anything... if the system works correctly! If only you could experience the number and depths of discussions we've had about angles of joins. They do come in a very wide range of sizes, and there are ways of making your own if nothing standard fits.

And this is the inspection chamber, just after the main tank, with yet more angles to contend with on the journey from here to the three trenches...

 Operation 'Smoothing Over' begins...

Just the little lid of the 'regard' is left to see of the whole caboodle. Obviously, it will be tidied up and neatly covered with a slab. It is not advisable to drive over these trenches. We've left a space beyond the regard so that heavy vehicles can still have access, but the days of racing Trevor down this particular hillside are over.

I mowed this patch of lawn the day before the 'operation'. That's what happens in hospitals when a hairy area is to be opened up, so it seemed the right thing to do.

 Ian allows Kevin a little go in the digger. Never happier!

Kevin finds a little (and I mean tiny!) leak. It's not his join, but the manufactured join on the grease trap. It's too late to take it out and return it to Brico Depot, so Kevin is attempting to stem the trickle with a range of unctions and methods. He hasn't stopped despairing about it. Never unhappier...

 All filled in!

And now to work on some tree roots! Ian has been ill with a cold during his week here, but he barely every stops! He must get home and just crash into bed...

So, here remains the fosse septique tank, awaiting its burial. It was suggested that we use this as our toilet straight away. What a horrible idea! But it will come to know our waste very soon. That waste, however, will be introduced to it by way of a tube, the standard method. We just need to connect up the downstairs toilet...

Additional Trench-Spotters' Feature!

The water feed pipes and electrical cables have also gone into the trenches around the buildings. You have to put that red net over power cables so that any future diggers are warned that they are at risk of shock...