Month: August 2019
Comments Off on Well, that’ll be an oops then.
Well, that’ll be an oops then.
Today continued the interna(tiona)l festival of wiring. Outlet after outlet succumbed to the combo of wire strippers, snipe nose pliers and a screwdriver. They were…
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Let there be light
I have spent the past two days doing an inordinate amount of wiring. This has been a process made less fun by my dislike of…
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We made a big rock.
So, one of the interesting things about lime plaster is that as it dries it gradually turns back into what is essentially limestone. It’s a…
Comments Off on Huh, a ceiling.
Huh, a ceiling.
When we left we finally gave in and allowed someone to do work on house when we weren’t there. We left a drywall company with…
Comments Off on In which we don’t get our rental EV, or our sleeper train journey
In which we don’t get our rental EV, or our sleeper train journey
Oh, the joys of a lack of foreshadowing. So having sat in the lounge carriage on the sleeper (apparently available to those in prole class,…
Comments Off on Squeak, squeak, clatter, clatter.
Squeak, squeak, clatter, clatter.
And so we find ourselves back on the Caledonian Sleeper, the battered and tired old coaches creeping their way back to London. It’s with rather…