Life at the end of the road

October 29, 2018

Seven more cube :-)

Only 6:00PM, but black as pitch outside and me in for the night. No work in the shed, no wine, just a quiet night in with the dugs and early to bed. Though I guess the ‘early’ is debatable with all this messing around with clocks and the quiet bit isn’t exactly relaxing cos I had the heating on for an hour and it upsets Leah!!!

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First off she went in her air raid shelter, a covered dog cage hidden amongst some furniture in a bedroom, someone suggested that she needs a safe place to call her own. That was fine until I went for a shower whereupon she followed me and curled up in a corner of the bathroom shivering. It can’t be the heat she dislikes cos we do not heat any rooms other than the bathroom and living area and the bathroom floor really is warm.

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Then it was a spot of whinging and shaking under the table whilst I was on me laptop before sulking in a corner of the room and finally settling down under the sink!!

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I finally gave in and switched it off at 18:30, sure it’s not cold anyway, 22 inside and 4 out but it would be nice to use it once in a while without the dug getting all neurotic Smile

The BIG pour

Well, it really was the perfect day for concreting at the foot of the slip, I could see that right from the moment dawn broke.

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The Royal stag was out there when I fed the animals at 7:00 but light wasn’t that great for pictures and he was moving amongst the trees.

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However, the Storr, Old Man of Storr and Brothers Point kept still enough for a couple of shots whilst I had my bacon sandwich for breakfast.

Then it was off to Tarbert for a walk with the dugs to collect the dumper,

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I just love the swirls of ancient volcanic rock along this section of Calum’s road, often wet and south facing so they grow no moss they look truly beautiful in the sun.

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Rainey’s Wall built to keep the tenants on the most unfertile ground and save the rest for game.

On the way back Molly hitched a lift and Leah brought up the rear. I never noticed this morning but that’s her just found my ‘sports exhaust’ which must have fallen off the dumper (again) Smile

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With the dumper down at the slip I dumped and spread its load and started working on the turning area whilst waiting for Lachie and Ross who I’d rebooked on the 11:25. Much to my surprise (and delight) they caught the 10:25.

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Sure it was an hour too early for the tide but it gave us chance to have a coffee and get set up. Plan being to fill the dumper bucket on the road, reverse down, turn in my turning spot then dump as directed. Ross operated the batcher, Lachie did all the hard work and I wet my pants driving the dumper Smile

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The pigs came along to keep an eye on things and assist with ‘car marshalling’.

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The ‘swivel tip’ made life easier but there were still one or two hairy moments turning the dumper with a full bucket.

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Ross had done a nice stiff 50 Newton mix with fibre glass strands in it and we added reinforcing mesh at the bottom for good measure.

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All the while the two professionals poking and then tamping the mix into every crevice.

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The last couple of loads went down bucket first which was easier  and by 14:30 we were done, the boys having laid some 7 cubic meters of concrete in the time it takes me to mix a few barrow loads in the Belle Smile That would be some 15 tons lighter in Eyre Plant’s Scania as Ross headed for the 15:30 ferry after washing his batcher and my dumper Smile

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All I need now is my Land Rover back to use the slip Smile Methinks I’ll be fitting a tow ball to the blade of Calum meanwhile Smile

October 27, 2018

Good riddance :-)

Well, what I thought was a disaster  turned into a great result,

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sure the big sea that was running did ruin my dumper turning spot. Having spent much of yesterday making it I was somewhat disappointed to see most of it washed into the sea as I headed south to collect the new washing machine.

I’d finally given up on the Panasonic  NA-127VB5 washing machine. As with most of our ‘white goods’ it was the most efficient that money could buy and cost us an ‘arm and a leg’. However, unlike the rest of our appliances it’s been a piece of carp right from the word go. It failed within a few days of getting it and fair play to Panasonic they did say they’d replace it as it was so new. Stupidly I said “I don’t want a new one I want someone to come and fix it” bet that was a first for the lassie at the call centre Smile Sure if I’d been living in some crescent in suburbia I’d have got a new one but getting anything to Sonas is a hassle at the best of times and the thing was all plumbed in. I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve regretted that decision. The engineer has been out twice to it and the thing has never worked properly, not only that but it lies and takes ages to do a wash. Sure it says it can do a 30 minute wash but an hour later it’s still churning away. The last straw was all the messing about with the door catch and eventually fitting a new one only to find that that didn’t fully cure the fault. Friggin’ thing kept coming up with an error code saying the door was open. Worst of it was it could come up one hour into a 30 minute wash and you’d have to do the whole thing again Sad smile

So, after 30 years of buying so called quality machines, two Bosch and this Panasonic we just got the cheapest and simplest Beko. Darling wife knows plenty of folk that have ‘cheap and cheerful’ washers that give years of trouble free service so I went with her advice. The last Bosch we had flooded the room it was in the first time we used it due to a badly fitted hose. The one before that had to have a new door seal when only a couple of years old and none of them were ever happy running off the generator.

Winter is here

The machine had been delivered to Sconser yesterday and the boys on the ferry had kindly put it in the van for me so all I had to do was intercept the van on it’s rounds to the shop, Raasay House and Raasay Distillery. I couldn’t do anything down at the slip until midday anyway so it seemed like a good way to pass a couple of hours (as if I couldn’t find anything else to do) and it would make Wifey’s day Smile

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It had a right wintery feel about the day with the first snow on the Storr a good sea running out in the Minch and Dunn Caan looking chilled Smile

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Speedwell and Lustre at the Raasay Harbour

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After a brief trip to the Raasay Stores I managed to track down the van and collect the washer on what was rapidly becoming a better day.

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I couldn’t have planned it better

It must have taken me the best part of an hour to get home between me driving slowly with my precious cargo, stopping to take pictures and reversing the best part of 400yds with the trailer cos the car I’d met at Oscaig was driven by one who could not Smile However by midday the sun was shining and whilst is was less than 4 degrees outside,

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the solar hot water collectors were at 73 degrees!!!

Once the new washing machine was home and plumbed in I set off down to the slip to meet my mate, initially with a heavy heart.

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However, that was soon uplifted when I discovered that the stones had filled in a hole this enabled me to track Calum the Kubota down much further. I had tried yesterday and lost my nerve Smile

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With Calum so far down I managed to move a whole load of large rocks onto the exposed side of the slip. Then we just dug out the stones deposited by the sea with our hands and Calum’s bucket.

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Of course they could all be back in there tomorrow Smile I’m sure some will but the wind and sea have both eased and I’ve all day tomorrow to take them back out!

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