So, 2 nights at my new hospital trust. The second night ended on that special kind of high available only when a drunk/high patient attempts to assault you. You’ve got to be quick to work in the ED, and thankfully, last night I was quick. Their kicks and punches (for there were two of the delightful souls) never connected.
I then cycled home. Two 12 hour ED night shifts, and I’m proud to say I did not shirk my cyclingsponsibilities. I cycled to and both of them, and after a couple of weeks of use the brakes are finally starting to work fairly well and I’m not needing to adjust them after every ride. This is because the wheels are starting to look somewhat smoother, although the small amount of chrome that the rear wheel was sporting has started to flake off in some areas (other areas are disconcertingly shiny). The one frustrating thing is that a company in the states sells the ‘salmon’ Kool-stop brakes on rod-brake shoes, which is not something I’ve seen over here. And I remember the Salmon coloured Kool-Stops for their effectiveness on my old mountain bike. However, I will say that the Fibrax brake shoes are a hell of a step up from the unbranded ones I picked up first.
Anyhow, so I cycled home, cut the two final chunks of scaffold pole for my desk and painted them (I decided on the same 1829 Antique White of the skirting, rather than Bachelor Pad Black), and tided the kitchen. Then I chilled out, had a bath, and then wandered down and applied the second coat of paint. Then I started laying the path down the garden. This is a depressingly massive undertaking, the path not being a simple straight run down of about 40ft, oh no. No it curves down the garden and has a split off to a path that will run parallel for part of the stretch. Fortunately for me, I’m not a big fan of perfectly flat and smooth brick paths. Uneven is something I rather like, so I don’t have to get it all perfectly flat before laying the bricks. Nor am I terribly hassled about pulling weeds up from the path now and then, so it’s basically cutting a roughly flat channel through the grass and getting the bricks bedded down roughly flat. Curves though, now they’re an unthought-of evil.
Anyhow, Kathryn then got home and we headed out to Riverside Garden Centre, where several plants wanted to come home with us. Quite a few of them. As did a big pile of earth. The reason for this was that we’ve been intending to turn one of the pallets on which ‘something’ arrived into a vertical planter. And after much delay today we did that. Photos to come. Then Kathryn planted more plants, I dug a big hole and we planted the Gooseberry (which has been stuck in a pot for an entire year). Kathryn weeded, I laid more path.
Then we started digging over another bed-area.
Then tiredness struck, and now it’s time for bed :) Still, 30 hours awake and still vaguely coherent, that’s quite impressive :)
