Saturday, 18 August 2012
The E type Jaguar, the medieval chairs and the combine harvester
Today started in a fairly traditional Saturday morning way with a quick trip to the Bishops Castle (he still refuses to come out), where provisions in the form of milk and bread were purchased and a decent newspaper so that we can catch up with the worlds news. I will have to do some politics again soon I think just to prod the world with a pointy stick and see if we can dislodge a snake from a computer. Nothing to do with me by the way, cats are to blame.
We then went to purchase suitable desk chairs for the slowly emerging orange room. Luckily we found the ideal things, a pair of highly carved but slightly battered medieval oak desk chairs. They are well cool and will fit in perfectly to a bright orange room with a 13ft X 3ft 6 inch desk in it and a computer with a snakes head sticking out of the front fan vent.
As we arrived home however waiting to turn right onto our drive we had to wait for a convoy of vehicles, but not just any vehicles. This was the classic ‘you don’t see a bus for hours on end then twenty five of them all turn up at once’, only it was not buses, it was classic E type Jaguars…….. Now how cool is that, it was the most E type Jaguars I have seen in one place in years. I ran off to get the camera once they passed because I reckoned there must be at least one straggler some where a bit behind. One thing I know about E types is they may be cool looking and hell to park but they are rather unreliable, even when new they were a bit fickle and some of these cars are now fifty years old.
I did not have to wait long because a few minutes or so later three more passed and I did manage to get pictures of the beasts……. WELL COOL.
After a game of Paper Scissors Stone I found myself sorting some electrics out after lunch and then fitting the top to the desk of the
room. It is sort of fitted in as much as it is the right size and in its final
resting place, but not yet screwed down.
And a short time ago a large combine harvester arrived in the field next to us to do some work, I assume combining the harvest, or maybe having a race with a tractor with a strange array of massed wire comb things that also turned up. The dog has an each way bet on the combine harvester which to me is cheating bearing in mind there are only two things racing about the field.
Ooooo yes and loads of butterflies today (why are they called butterflies. The only flies that land on butter are ordinary house flies and that big thing with the teeth and pointy tail (the DOG HAHAHAHAHh hahah hahh ha hahahahhah hahah ah hah hahahhaha hhahha )