… this evening when it was too dark to see what I was doing outside. And a quick glance at the clock showed me that it was 17:58 – almost knocking-off time. The days are certainly lengthening.
And not only that, we had 16.1°C outside this afternoon and I was half-inclined to take my jumper off. This weather certainly is crazy.
I had a bad night last night. I couldn’t get to sleep until long after 02.00 and when the alarm went off at 07:30 I felt like nothing on earth.
I lost count of how many buckets full of stones and rubble I moved from the living room, and it’s taking longer than it should . I’m having to fill them by hand rather than with a shovel because, if you remember, a couple of years ago I dropping my box of tamper-proof fitting dismantling tools all the way down from the attic, and I only ever recovered half of them. The rest are on the floor somewhere all nicely mixed in with the rubble and stones, and I need to recover as many as I can.
In any event, the mound of rubble down the garden is looking quite impressive, and as for the heap of stones, that is even more so. I can’t believe that I thought that I was going to run out of those when I was fixing the lean-to.
I called a halt in there at about 17:15 because without a light (which I may fix tomorrow if I think on) I couldn’t see what I was doing inside. I spent the last part of the day in the garden raking out the loose weeds in a couple of the raised beds. I have to start on the garden some time soon.
No fire up here again this evening. 16.3°C. This weather is totally bizarre.
