Saturday, 2 November 2013
Mud, trucks, Curry and Corrugated Steel.
It is getting late; we sat down to eat a takeaway Indian curry from the rather good Indian restaurant in
some time ago
and then chilled (as in relax not get cold), after a busy day. It was a bit of a shock first thing this
morning as we had to get up earlyish and head off to Mr M’s house to help move
beds and shift corrugated tin sheeting and wood, we teamed up with Mr S and Mrs
E (formally Miss I) who had been given a load of corrugated tin sheeting and
wood by Mr M who is poorly in hospital. All sort of went well until it was time
for Mr S and Mrs E to head off which involved turning a small truck round to
get it back down his very dodgy track, and it sort of got stuck in the mud. It
is very very muddy at Mr M’s house so this was not ideal and despite using
planks and the like the truck was well stuck, so we had to resort using our
trusty car to help without getting the car stuck also. This proved to be
successful although we were all a bit done in afterwards and Mr S and Mrs E had
to then whiz off to unload and return the truck to its home. Montgomery
We then sorted a few things in Mr M’s house as his son is due to arrive for a couple of days, up from the great metropolis tomorrow. And then we went off to see Mr M although he was not all that good today and had only eaten half a dried scone all day. We were not with him too long as other visitors arrived so we returned home we were definitely flagging by then (that’s getting tired not waving flags)
It has now got very windy and wet which was what was meant to happen on the day of the great storm but did not, these things tend to happen on the English Welsh borders all the time stuff happens down south and then many moons later it turns up here. It is rumoured that we are one of the few parts of the world left where our phones are still connected to walls with wires and we heat our houses with sheep’s legs (sorry I mean logs).
The Ghost Writer also found something he made twenty years ago that he cant remember making although it is plainly clear he made it because he put his name on it, although he will admit he cant remember what he was called twenty years ago, but he thinks it was the same as he is called now, well that’s not very nice………..
I hope this makes sense my brain is not entirely working 100% due to a busy day.