Reading all the construction threads here its surprising how things have changed when it comes to building your own home. Back in 1984 when I was living in a village outside Khon Kaen , there were no building regulations and if you ( or the wife ) had some land and wanted to build you just got on with it without any red tape.
Another thing that has changed a lot is the flow of information. Now you can search the internet for advice and save yourself a lot of potential grief by picking the brains of people who have already built their Thai homes. In 1984 I was completely left to my own resources and every day was a learning curve. Needless to say, made a few mistakes but got there in the end
First thing I needed was some plans to give the local village builder an idea of what I wanted. I drew these up to scale and also made a scale model of the house just so that there would be no misunderstanding about what I was aiming for :
Worth noting that none of the local builders had ever seen house plans before and that whereas I was trying to get them to go metric they were still using the Thai measurement ' sork ', the length of your arm from elbow to fingertip.
One thing I was aiming for was to avoid having any of the posts coming up in the middle of the living room ( as was normal in the village ) so the plans I made put them all in the wall line, only 9 in all, 6" square each.
Stage one......the wooden frame goes up :
Can't remember exactly how much this cost but I seem to recall my first load of wood cost around 80,000 baht.
Next came the roof, which was green aluminium sheets. This was a mistake as although they saved weight they also turned pretty corroded within a couple of years.
Later on, when we sold the place to an American for his mother in law to live in, one of the first things he did was replace the roof which was completly brown with corrosion and dirt.
Next came the ceiling.......the only house in the village of 500 houses to have one !! This was considered very posh at that time. In most Thai village houses, any partition walls upstairs are only about 7 feet high so if you're a kid and want to perve at your mum and dad you can peer over the top.
Then came the wooden supports for the wall planking.
Next up came the floor. Here I made a major mistake in buying new wood planking. Although the builder fitted the floor together very nicely the wood wasn't properly seasoned and after a few months drying out gaps appeared in the floorboards up to half an inch wide in the worst areas
Next stage was the wooden paneling for the walls. Here one of the builders minions made a mistake in cutting the strips to size resulting in me having to buy an extra couple of thousands baht worth of wood.
Unfortunately, a lot of the pictures I took are missing so now we leap to the end of stage 1 before I had to go back to the U.K. and do some work. Before leaving I saved a bit of money by painting the whole house myself ( including window frames ) using Cuprinol stain for the wood and white exterior emulsion for the ground floor.
Returning from England, work continued and we finaly ended up with this :
I built the breezeblock wall myself with the help of my father in law and a passing Danish bloke who was even more destitute than myself. What a hard time his mother in law gave him since I had unwittingly become the benchmark falang !
On the inside I put up the ceiling and tiled the floor myself. Another mistake here. The floor tiles came in several grades and I naturaly bought the cheapest. Later I found out why they were cheaper....they were not quite uniform size, some being upto an eighth of an inch bigger than standard. This meant that in some places the grout line was less than straight.
Total costs including furniture came to around 350,000 baht. At first we had no electricity except a dodgy line that ran from the brother in laws house next door. He in turn got this supply via another wire stretched over the road to the temple.
In order to get a proper supply I had to pay the electricity board 18,000 baht to put in two large cement poles from the crossroads to our house about 70 metres away.
Waste was taken care of by two cess pits and God provided the water for free, except in the hot season when the wife had to fetch it from the village well.
So.....been there, done that and hope I never have to do it again.
P.S. Got to live in it for about 4 years before giving up village life .