Started this last night and got distracted so ‘today’ is now yesterday, if you get my drift
It was up early today and off with the boy for the first ferry once more, fortunately the Hallaig sailed today and both he and I got over to Skye. Him to school with the rest of the Raasay scholars and me to go and visit my parents on the mainland. I had planned to visit them yesterday then I could spend time with my dad, but one look at the forecast for Monday made me abandon that idea PDQ, and that was on Friday!!!
I’ve no idea what support is like in the rest of the UK for dementia sufferers but here in the Highlands its first class. My father gets taken to various groups at least twice a week and has people coming around regularly to take him out for a walk. The only downside being that he’s often away when I visit, not that he remembers me but I do love going for a ‘march’ with him. Luckily today I managed a few precious moments with him before he was taken off to Dornie for one of his ‘sessions’. I’m not exactly sure what they do there but he always comes back with a smile after having given traditional Italian greetings to all of the ladies there
Anyway, whilst he was away I set about my mums water supply which had lost its filter and was full of stones.
I dunno how much of my life I’ve spent messing around with every conceivable size of MDPE pipe but I’m pretty sure it’s on a par with most plumbers or water company technicians I’ve towed miles of this stuff up mountains, dragged it across heather and over tarmac, towed it by sea and pulled it out of trees. Much of my life seems to revolve around moving water for drinking or making electricity and this pipe is what ‘does the biz’ However today, it most definitely wasn’t doing anything, for after losing its filter it had been blocked by stones.
Most of which I managed to clear with a smaller pipe ‘chimney sweep style’, though not all, still it was enough to get a decent flow of water into my mums 3000lt storage tank.
And that’s as far as I got yesterday before getting waylaid by a bottle of wine the telephone and a nice hot bath.
After get the water flowing at a reasonable rate and changing the filter in the house I headed home with a bottle of wine, a Barbour sweater, some home made Pesto and the satisfaction of a job well done. A spot of shopping in Kyle took me by Ferguson’s landing craft the ‘Jodie Anne’ which looked like it was being ‘ebbed’ for a propeller inspection.
There was also a coaster at the railway pier but I couldn’t see the rest of its name or cargo.
Unable to find ‘cushioned sports plasters’ for the ‘post lady’ I proceeded to Broadford,
where Briggs Marine’s ‘Kingdom of Fife’ was lying at anchor with a great big ‘port hand’ buoy on the deck?
The ‘old pier’ at Broadford with couple of fishing boats tied alongside.
The plaster quest was just as unfruitful in Broadford as Kyle so darling wife is just going to get blisters but I did manage to get enough money deposited in my bank account to pay my accountant, I hope
I made the 15:00 ferry back to Raasay but got a little held up on the way home,
bit of a traffic jam at Oskaig However unlike the rest of the the country, tempers didn’t get frayed, no, here the owner of the nearest house came out with cups of coffee I really ‘feel’ for the caravan owner because ‘I’ve been there, got the video and the Tee shirt’
Anyway, after the excellent coffee, offering advice, then squeezing by the caravan I continued on my way home.
The pigs had to be fed the eggs collected, hens cleaned out and
Not to mention a spot of sickle sharpening for the wife, the grinder is far easier and quicker than a stone
Having just seen pictures and videos of Porthleven in Cornwall and Dawlish in Devon
both places that I visited as a diver I feel bad at having had such a good, dry and calm day.
A promising start on ‘the school run’,
this was Fladda, Loch a Sgurr and Eilean Tighe at 8:30 this morning.
It was hardly sunny all day but the old ‘currant bun’ did put in the odd appearance and it stayed dry all day.
Consequently Donald bashed on with the Spanish slates and I got stuck into creosoting the ‘solar powered hen shed’
I also spent a couple of hours ‘ditching’ and moved the four remaining piglets to fresh pastures, twice !!!!
Firstly I put them in the ‘house field’ with it’s converted oil tank house and then later, once I’d sorted out access and bedding transferred them to the ‘caravan field’.
This field has been left ‘fallow’ for a year or more so they’ll have great fun charging about in there that’s for sure.
Having got a second coat on half of the ‘solar powered hen house’ i was feeling quite pleased with myself but light was fading fast so I turned my attention to my K’Archer ‘wet & dry’ vacuum cleaner that had expired in a cloud of expensive smoke
The bearings on the motor having failed spectacularly, so I’m going to leave you with this nonsense and try and find another motor on eBlag.