… the flying shelf this afternoon.
It took quite some effort and a pair of arms about 2 metres longer than mine, but nevertheless, after some considerable amount of ado about a great deal, I managed to do it. Strangely enough, the part that I thought would be very difficult was comparatively easy, and the part that I had expected to do quite easily was the part that took the longest.
However, looking for tools, nuts and washers was a considerable part of this too. But then that’s only to be expected.
It’s not as good as I would have liked – I can see several shortcomings in my work, but the design was good anyway. Just the execution was wrong and I’ll have to do better than this if I do it again.
But anyway, it looks OK if you don’t look too closely, and everything works as it is supposed to, so I suppose that that is something.
I was on my travels last night, visiting a football ground at a sports club in Crewe with a cement mixer – the lorry-based cement mixer thing. Someone connected with my family had connections there and they had ordered the cement, and meeting up with this person was the last thing on either of our minds. So I tipped the cement and when I tilted up the mixer into the vertical position, the lorry started to roll back. But someone from the football club grabbed hold of the bumper of the truck and hung onto it to stop it moving.
I was up before the alarm clock and so I spent a very profitable morning on the laptop doing some various assorted computer work, including finishing off a couple of radio programmes. I even managed to telephone the insurance company to have a duplicate label for Caliburn sent to me – which means that I will definitely find it now.
I had to go into Pionsat to buy some bread today for lunch, and also to try out the new bank card that I have received.
And tonight, I had a lovely warm solar shower that has made me fit for anything.
Tomorrow, I’ll be finishing the ceiling in the shower room, or at least, doing as much as I can.
