A couple of weeks ago one of them came to ask us a favour. He wanted to install a hot tub in his garden but it was going to cost £1000 to hire a crane to lift it over his roof. So he was hoping it could be delivered through our hedge. He and OH looked at the hedge and found a narrow section of hedge at the bottom of his garden. With a bit of judicious pruning that will regrow next spring, removal of some dead branches and pulling a tree sideways with a strap, plus removing a panel from his fence he should have a gap wide enough to manhandle the tub through into his garden without that expense.
OH thinks it will work so has agreed to let him do it.
Yesterday the bloke from two doors down from the first one called round. He has also been considering getting a hot tub but had been put off by the cost of a crane. He wanted to go through the same gap and then move the tub sideways across another garden to get it into his area.
And so we're going to have two hot tubs coming through our hedge in roughly six weeks time. I hope I'm around to see it happen.
We made our main wine shopping trip from there, a full day out. There's a winery there that we've been going to for ~30 years now. It's the local growers cooperative and sells very good wine at an affordable price. You can judge the quality when I tell you they're just down the road from Chateau Lafitte and Baron Rothschild's estates. We buy good stuff for laying down in our cellar for a few years and drinking at Christmas and birthdays, and other bottles that are ready for drinking now with Sunday dinner.
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I've been using a tablet to read on line for the last couple of years. And I prefer to use the browser and desktop view, rather than apps. But this last update of LJ has forced my hand. On the laptop things look much the same, but here on the tablet it's changed for the worse, so I've installed the app. My friends page is looking ok to read, so this is a trial of posting to my journal.
The next thing will be to try a comment.
Edit: Well it posted ok, but now I can't find my way back to the friends page.
Since last Thursday OH has been going out after an early breakfast and not getting back until bedtime. Thursday was a practice day, Friday the formal opening ceremony and from Saturday until Saturday the 1st it's 10 hours play each day, plus a lunch break.
Last night was the barbecue, so I went over for that.
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Father Noel has been with us for about four years and now he's going to run the Education Department in Congo. That is going to be a lot bigger job than dealing with us. He'll be missed.
Our final site was at Quimper, in Brittany. Last time we were there I missed out on seeing the interior of the cathedral because it was closed for lunch. The first attempt this year was also thwarted but by a funeral for a top Breton politician. Apparently there were government ministers in the congregation which would explain the police presence in the square outside.
We hung around at the edge of the crowd watching what was going on, we could hear a bagpiper playing inside the cathedral and thought we recognized the tune. We were right, when they brought the coffin out they had half a dozen pipers and a couple of shawm players leading the congregation in the Breton version of "Land of my fathers."
We are at the back of the crowd in the square and further across than the camera pans.
So far we've had a week in the Dordogne on a nice quiet site. Well it was nice and quiet until the electricity supply blew up on a holiday weekend. The power company supplied a lorry sized portable generator than ran for the three days it took for the repair men to come out after the Pentecost holiday.
That has been followed by a week on the Mediterranean coast within sight of the Pyrenees. Much time spent sitting under a tree with a drink.
Tomorrow we intend to start a drift north up the west side of France. The next site we're aiming for is near the town of Condom, in the Gers region.
Eldest is house sitting.
Yes, I know the arguments on how nice books feel and smell and look, but when it comes to the crunch it's the content that really matters. I see my kindle as the next step in the line that started with clay tablets, moved to scrolls, codices, incunabula, hardbacks and paperbacks.
Where some don't like e readers I was stuck at the stage of I don't really like paperbacks. They won't lie flat for me to read while knitting. And while the old paperbacks were manufactured in the same way as hardbacks and so survived, they moved on to trimming the edges and dipping the spine in glue to hold the pages together. So if you open the book too far the spine cracks. In the 70s the glue that they were using became brittle very quickly, so however careful you were with the book you soon had wodges of pages falling out. The individual pages peeled off the wodges and you no longer had a complete text.
While the glue problem seems to have been solved, I still don't like paperbacks. But for reading text I like my kindle. It isn't so good at illustrations, especially from larger format books. So I read those on a 10inch tablet.
Yesterday I received a letter from the theatre with a replacement ticket. The covering letter said that the computer had been printing the wrong date on the lecture tickets and the replacement had the correct date. It's a good job they let me know because I'd used the date on the ticket to mark up the calendar. When I looked in their brochure to see what was on the original, wrong date I discovered it's Jim Davidson, thank goodness they told me.
For those of you who haven't heard of Jim Davidson, he's a sexist, racist,right wing (in British terms) comedian. Not someone whose act is to my taste, so I'm glad I won't turn up on that evening.
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Fortunately the new model fits the same pipework as the old one. The trouble was we were off in the van for the first trip of the season. Never mind, we ordered the replacement anyway and left the courier trying to deliver in our absence and made the redeliver when we got home.
The plumber came today and it was a simple job for him to swap them over. So after having to have baths, I had a shower this evening. I don't like baths, a shower leaves you feeling properly clean.
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You saw this picture when I started. It shows the threads and bobbins set up and the work starting.
Before you can start you have to have a pattern called a pricking. You prick a hole in a firm, smooth card where every pin is to go. The pins anchor the threads into place where they cross over each other. The pricking is pinned to the pillow which provides the surface to stick the pins into. You use brass pins so they don't rust and discolour the lace.
And this is the lace with the pins still in place. You can see how the thread crosses over going past the pins.
Happy Easter everyone.
It's exactly nine months to Christmas Day. :-)