There is something extraordinarily graceful about expert plasterers at work:

Even when one dancer appears to be resting he is working above our heads:

And while the plasterers are filing in the gaps between the portals, fibreglass insulation is being shredded, mixed with air and pumped into the building . . .

. . . up to and across the scaffolding boards . . .

To where Dominic is directing the flow to fill up all the cavity walls of the old building: