Micro Gods, Tennis, Building a Moroccan Water Feature . . . . . And Newt Spicy Pickle

Today was very hot indeed possibly the hottest day of the year and I think we reached 30C which is something that does not happen that much in the UK, Dad is pleased of course because it means that the Solar Panels on the roof are generating loads of electric and we also have panels for hot water so today we have had more hot water than we know what to do with. Strangely however it was not the best day to work on the construction of a posh Moroccan patio garden, as I was building a raised water feature that will be painted Moroccan blue and may have a rather flash stainless steel cascading waterfall, dropping  down into the present pond. Apparently it can’t be like Niagara Falls because it will make the Newts deaf; Newts are protected in the UK to stop the public making jars of Newt Spicy Pickle which became very popular and almost saw the complete destruction of the little critters in the wild. As it is you can’t buy a jar of Newt Spicy Pickle anywhere now it is as if it never existed much like grass-snake soup and bat fritters all lost to the foibles of modern conservation.

Anyway I have finished all the concrete work now, and it was rather nice to be able to sit out in the evening sun in a half complete Moroccan patio garden having our evening meal and listening to the Castle of the Bishops Samba Band as their drumming drifted across the mile or so towards us on the wind.

Finally I have to say that here in Britain we are reaching the highlight of the tennis season Wimbledon, I am not a fan of tennis but I believe we have a Scotsman in the men’s final tomorrow so all I can say is COME ON TIM. It was the women’s final today which I think was won by a woman. As it happens these things are less sportsman like than you might think because who wins what and when is all in the Hands of Professor Maddos A Hattar the Micro God of Sport and his cat. . . . . . . Anyway my money is on the Grumpy Scotsman in the final tomorrow although I will not watch it; I might go and pickle a few newts……       

The extra bonus feed in tariff incentive for off peak night time solar energy

Chris the builder has been making some new steps for the front door the old ones were rather narrow and not very safe unless you were a cat or had four legs at least. But he has said we should not use them until tomorrow morning so I have dug a large pit in front of the new steps to ensure no one walks on them. The dog said the pit was rather ugly so  he added bamboo spikes to the bottom and we covered it with palm leaves for the purpose of aesthetics.

Mum has insisted we remove the palm leaves and the pointed bamboo posts before the Postman arrives in the morning. Apparently it is frowned upon to impale the postman on a post. Even if he is delivering bills, I did ask mum who Bill was and why did he get most of the post but mum said IDIOT. I assume she means Bill?

Dad got his letter from the electricity company about the Solar panels which said something like WE KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE, so stop attaching the national grip to your dam lightning experiments if you wish to clear pigeons off the lines then there are simpler ways. And we begrudgingly will give you the extra bonus feed in tariff for those solar panels of £5:00 a unit between the hours of 10:00pm and 6:00am.

OK that’s it; I’m off now to do things.

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