Life at the end of the road

July 10, 2014

Another late one

Filed under: daily doings, Land Rover — lifeattheendoftheroad @ 10:45 pm

Well, it’s the same time as last night, 22:30, only difference being that tonight I’m clean, having just got out of the shower, the second of the day in fact. I had to have one this morning to ‘kick start’ all my aches and pains, or perhaps that should read ‘lubricate’, anyway this morning shower business is becoming a regular occurrence.

I’ve always been a ‘bath person’ and have never really got to grips with the showering carry on until recently. No doubt a phobia built upon years of cold concrete shower blocks in camping sites, dive centres and school changing rooms. Showers that were inevitably cold or required constant feeding of shilling coins or tanners, remember those before the great decimalization con!!! Not that the od money made much sense, four farthings make one penny, twelve pennies make one shilling, twenty shillings a pound and twenty one shillings a guinea. What on earth was all that about, then there was the thripney bit, the half crown, which was two shillings and six pence, barmy or what.

  

It’s no wonder we produced some of the most corrupt bankers in the world Smile 

Personally I was glad to see the back of them, well apart from the pound note right enough, no my beef was with the likes of Mars who used it as an excuse to hike up the price of their bars. Eight pence would buy you a Mars bar at Hollins high in 1969, come decimalization the week after and it was four new pence, now maths was never my strong point but 8d = 3. 5p

not the 4p they charged.

Anyway, I digress, and now it’s 23:00, so where was I ? Oh the shower, well having been away for so long I’ve kinda got more accustomed to them and actually discovered that most of them actually work quite well. The big upside is the lack of a ‘tide mark’ around the bath, the down side the lack of satisfactory feet washing facilities, but I am getting used to hopping around. Though I’m sure if I did a ‘risk assessment’ on one legged showering at work they’d issue a ‘safety alert’ banning it.

The shower did it’s trick and by 9:00am I was ready for work!!!! NINE I hear you shout, yup, I’m afraid these late nights, not to mention the black out blinds in the spare room, had me up late. Having gone a little berserk with the washing machine yesterday and done the bedding I opted for another bed on account of the linen not being dry. Actually it was more a case of being too tired to make the bed and I can’t even blame the drink Sad smile The only thing in the house is MiL’s ‘Pink Chill’ and if I drink that she may not come back, contrary to the usual trend I love having MiL about the house.

The beautiful morning went rapidly ‘pear shaped’ when I fed the big pigs and Jamie Lea escaped. Now the usual routine is to remove Ellie and feed her separately from Rocky and JL, then reintroduce her to the field after eating. This has worked quite well the last few days but pigs aren’t daft where food is concerned and this morning Jamie made a break for the extra rations. Fifteen minutes of shouting running and thrashing about with a board and stick followed, by which time Ellie too had escaped and was heading for the hen enclosure  and it’s feeders. By the time I’d everyone where they should have been I’d sweat buckets and was wrecked.

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I was even more wrecked when I loaded the generator and rock drill into the back of the quad to make a proper gate at the back of the croft. The usual old iron bed end familiar on most west coast crofts had given way to the gate off a pallet truck of some description. It was tied through the dry stone wall with old fencing wire and as it was seldom used we generally just climbed over it. However the daily journey with fifty eggs had seen me remove it all together some weeks ago to prevent any mishaps. As the pigs are due to go back on the hill shortly I thought I’d better fix it.

 

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A four inch square piece of treated timber was bolted in position with three steel brackets for support and the new galvanized bit of pallet truck hinged on three hydraulic pipe fittings. More steel, wire and rock drilling made up a catch of sorts and the whole thing was sturdy and worked a treat.

A spot of power washing and touching up the paint work on the house followed as did the inevitable spell of ‘Landy’ work. This was in the form of more cleaning and painting and swapping the steering boxes over between the Defender and Disco.

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It was only after I’d really, really struggled fitting the Disco one to the ‘Old Girl’ that I realized that glossy black is not the best colour as it looks like it’s wet all the time. I kept thinking it was leaking and constantly kept cleaning it.

 

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By contrast, fitting mine on the Disco was a breeze Smile

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7 Comments »

  1. A ha’penny for your thoughts!

    Comment by Drgeo — July 10, 2014 @ 11:30 pm

  2. re one legged showering, buy yourself a bath board – http://www.argos.co.uk/static/Product/partNumber/8650555.htm – then you can sit down and scrub your feet to your heart’s content … or get one for free via the physiotherapist if you can convince her that with your bad back you need a board to get into and out of the bath

    Comment by cazinatutu — July 11, 2014 @ 4:12 am

    • I do like that Caz 🙂

      Comment by lifeattheendoftheroad — July 11, 2014 @ 6:46 am

  3. Are you showering in the bath? If so, just put the plug in and let your feet wash themselves in the gathering water. Or get a plug for your shower tray. Works for me having a back which no longer allows me to get in to (or worse still out of) a bath!

    Comment by Anne Macdonald — July 11, 2014 @ 9:23 am

  4. A spare toilet brush is great for the feet, stand on one end and wash the other foot then swap round … works grand sitting or standing! 🙂

    Comment by caadfael — July 11, 2014 @ 10:54 am

  5. A Guinea! It had a use. When you went to market and paid 20 Guineas for a horse, od whatever, the seller got £20 and the auctioneer got 20 shillings. Simples!!

    Comment by Nigel Minnis — July 13, 2014 @ 10:24 am

    • When you went to market and paid 20 Guineas for a horse, or whatever, the seller got £20 and the auctioneer got 20 shillings. Simples!!

      Well I never, just goes to show, there’s a reason for everything Nigel. Now can you enlighten me to the purpose of bushels, furlongs, pecks, gills and sovereigns, I’m sure there’s an equally interesting reason.

      Cheers, Paul

      Comment by lifeattheendoftheroad — July 13, 2014 @ 12:21 pm


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