Sat here in the gloom of the caravan just after 20:30 I can’t help but feel sorry for anyone on holiday here, especially a camping one. I can’t see it but I just imagine the water cascading off the Cuillin’s, turning wee burns into raging torrents and running through more than the odd tent on the way. I dunno how many times in the last eight years that I’ve been doing this blog, “I’ve never seen so much water”, if I’ve said it once I’ve said it a hundred times, well today, it’s true once more. I’m just out of the shower after spending half an hour in the pishing rain clearing some drains behind the barn.
What’s more I’ve just realized I’ve left my camera in the barn and there’s no way I’m going out in this to get it, so you’ll just have to take my word for it. Not that I’ve actually got much to report, for today it was Wifey, MiL and the Dude that did most of the work. My left eye is vastly improved but it is still quite difficult to do any fine work, so today I spent some time dressing the railway sleepers that will become our front window lintels. The rest of the family got on with painting the skirting and facings.
Just after 7:00am now and at some point during the night the deluge ceased, must have been a while ago as the ground shows little sign of rain. The hydro turbine is still ‘belting out’ 700W so the burn must still be in spate.
Normally I’d be thinking of the many things I need to do prior to returning to work today but my appointment in Inverness tomorrow has ‘put paid’ to that. Luckily I’ve a good friend in my ‘back to back’, who like me values his time off more than a few extra quid in his pocket. Hallaig’s motorman has consequently agreed to stay on an extra day so long as I do the same at the end of the shift. ‘What comes around goes around’ and I’ll be off for 27 days after this shift anyway
So, not really being fit for the fine paintwork I got on with roughly planing down the four sleepers and destroying some antique furniture
I dunno where I acquired these old mahogany drawers, they’ve been in one of my sheds for years and have been used on many projects from the MV Conqueror galley to the Sonas bathroom. However this is the first time I’ve noticed this enamel plate, James Shoolbred, Tottenham Court Rd, London.
Twas probably worth a fortune before someone hacked it up for the wood
Anyway, it made a fine set of plugs for the holes left by the railway line bolts