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Friday 2nd October 2009 – This is another photo…

tongue and groove attic ceiling
… that was taken at some silly time of the evening – like 19:16 if the timestamp is to be believed.

The tongue and grooving is coming along famously but it’s just so slow. I’ve done less than a third and my 2-day timespan for this is now expired. Still, if national governments can be overdue and over-budget then so can I.

All of the lengths are different so each piece needs to be cut individually. I’m glad I bought the Ryobi circular saw as that it what is doing the bulk of the work. But some of this t&g is total carp – knots missing and all that kind of thing.

When it’s done it’s going to be varnished in clear lacquer. I like untreated wood but it’s not realistic in this kind of environment to keep it untreated.

Tomorrow is shopping day. 3 sheets of plasterboard, a sheet of 10mm plywood, some skirting board and some architraving and that will be about it. The glass I need will have to wait until next weekend when I pick up the furniture. I’m picking up the woodstove on Sunday too.That will be exciting.

And another early night for me.

Thursday 1st October 2009 – You can’t really tell from this image …

tongue and groove ceiling attic
… how late it was when I finished work, because I’ve lightened it considerably. But the timestamp says 19:26 and the only reason I stopped then was because the light had given out and I could no longer see what I was doing.

The tongue and grooving is coming on fine but I reckon I was somewhat over-optimistic about allocating 2 days for it. A week is probably a better bet. I’ve been fitting battens on the ceiling 60omm apart and fitting 40mm insulation inbetween the battens and then nailing the t&g on top of the battens.

It helps having a “standard” – a piece of wood cut to size so that you can instantly size up the gaps. I’ve been using 2 standards in the attic, a 600mm (the width of a sheet of polystyrene insulation) and a 1195mm (width of a sheet of plasterboard). But because of the undulating walls and beams, each strip of t&g has to be cut individually. You can’t set up a pattern and chop a dozen off with the chopsaw.

There’s probably a lot more I wanted to say but I’m exhausted again and going to bed. I dunno what’s the matter with me recently. Gone are the days when I used to be still up and working at 03:00.

Thursday 1st October 2009 – Comments to the blog

As you may well be aware, this blog has a “comments” facility that you can use.

This blog has been described as “passionate” (that’s definitely my favourite description), “intense”, “partisan”, and many other things besides, most of which are not repeatable on a family website.

If you feel the need to comment on any of the articles or just to engage in some good-natured social banter, then please fell free to do so. I welcome contributions to the blog and try to encourage as much interactivity as possible.

The only requirements are –

firstly – you keep it clean. It’s a family website after all. If you want to call someone a t0$$er, disguise it with a special character; if you want to cast doubts as to whether a person’s parents were married to each other at the time of his birth, use a cunning phrase; if you want to call someone a tw*t use an asterisk and if you want to call someone a cnut or a newark, use an anagram.

secondly – log in with a user-name (you’ll be prompted for this when you go to upload your comments and if you don’t have one it will take just seconds to acquire one). Be proud of what you have to say and always remember that anonimity is the cloak of scoundrels.

thirdly – and most importantly – this blog is read by people of all races, religions, creeds, colours and sexual orientations. One lurker even told me that he was a pigeon fancier – not the kind of thing I would own up to but there you are. If you have strong and partisan opinions on this subject just remember that by posting them you might be causing offence to many of the people (we get over 1000 hits per week) who simply lurk on this blog. I’m sure you don’t really need me to remind you about “appropriate” social conventions. If you won’t say something to someone’s face, don’t say it on here.

Finally, and even more importantly, if you have been offended by any of the comments posted by any of the contributors, don’t seethe in silence, use the comments facility to bring the poster to account and as long as the three points above are adhered to, we can have a good healthy debate. A mass debate, even.

Wednesday 30th September 2009 – JUST FOR A CHANGE …

plasterboard attic wall les guis virlet puy de dome france… here’s a photo of the room taken in the other direction. You can see that the plasterboards have been strapped together and I’ve filled over the joins. I’m not going to go a-poncing just yet, though. I’m going to leave it awhile to set thoroughly and for tomorrow and Friday I’ll be putting the tongue and grooving up on the ceiling.

That’ll take me quite nicely through to the weekend when I will be buying the plain plasterboard and a sheet of 10mm hardboard, and that will be everything for the room, I reckon.

I was under the impression that this strapping that you use for binding the plasterboards together was adhesive – that’s what it says on the label. But it certainly wasn’t as far as I am concerned. It would have been much easier had it so been.

And in other news, just look at this. I’ve been out of education for a year now and I’m feeling rather bored. I could do with some mental stimulation. Many of you know that I have something of an interest in the Dark Ages (although that era wasn’t as dark as you have been led to believe) and although I’m a proto-Briton, I could well be interested in this course. I have already put enquiries into motion. I’m really looking forward to the fieldwork too. It’s a long time since I’ve been involved in any raping, looting and pillaging …“you graduated from the Open University in 2008”- ed

But never mind the fact that it’s studying with Oxford University, have you seen the price? An equivalent course with the OU would cost the best part of £500 these days and so £180 has to be good value in anybody’s money.

And I’ll tell you another thing too – have you noticed the pricing structure? It makes a total mockery of the OU’s system and shows up the OU for what it stands for – simply treating EU students as cash cows and milking them of however much money they can get.

European students have been deserting the OU by the thousand since the new pricing structure came into force. I certainly can’t afford to continue my studies there. But at this price, if it sustains I’ll be here at Oxford with a vengeance.

Tuesday 29th September 2009 – I’VE FINISHED PLASTERBOARDING …

insulation plasterboard attic les guis virlet puy de dome france… the outside walls to my room now. Even the two patches around the far window have been done.

Well, not quite. There’s a sliver of an offcut needed for one corner but I have that ready, and then there’s the corner that you can see, where I need to think about the cabling.

One thing I didn’t think about though was the wiring at this end of the room. I forgot to make allowances for where it has to go. But never mind, there’s another option or two about that and I’ll just have to use one of those.

That cassette player I bought on Saturday – it’s been filed under “B”. The reason is that it’s playing slow. Not by much, but by sufficient to annoy me. What I’ve done for now is to bring into the house the hi-fi from the barn. This consists of a cheap mp3 player and a pair of computer speakers and it’s quite adequate for my needs. I can’t work without music – it makes the time go quicker and helps me to relax.

The only drawback is that the speakers are 9-volt. I’m trying my best to standardise everything and if I can’t run things on 12 volt I want to run them on 6-volt. I have a set of 6-volt speakers but only one channel is working. I’ll have to see if I can fix it, or else look for another pair of 6-volt speakers at a brocante.

But I think that I’m going to have to come to terms with the fact that audio cassettes is a dying technology, and I shall have to move with the times.

insulation plasterboard stud wall attic les guis virlet puy de dome franceThis is the pic that you should have seen yesterday. You can see the stud wall that I’ve finished off now, and all of the plasterboard done down in that corner (except for the tiny sliver that is missing).

Tomorrow I’ll be starting to filling and taping the gaps between all of the boards. I want to do this as quickly as possible as I’m dying to get poncing. When that’s done I can set about fitting the tongue-and-grooving.

In other news, the Open University Students Association Executive Committee has been stung into action by my justified criticism the other day. Members of that august body, in an effort to engage with a much wider audience, have been taking part in some of these reality TV programmes. Andy Pandy, having been well-coached by his friend Teddy, has entered “Come Dancing” as he is one of the few people who can actually do that, but it all went horribly wrong when Pol Pot’s Sibling (who doesn’t feature in these pages half as often as he or she deserves) was eaten by the other contestants during the “Bush Tucker Challenge”.

Monday 28th September 2009 – WE HAD TECHNICAL ISSUES …

… with tonight’s image otherwise you would have seen that I now have plasterboarding on three quarters of the walls of the attic.

You would also have seen some extra wooden battens in the corner of the room opposite where my desk is going to be. That’s because I’m going to build a cupboard in there. I’m going to miss my target of the end of the month – I’m about two weeks behind – so I may as well do this kind of work while I’m at it as it won’t make much difference to my schedule.

But the insulation is certainly doing its job up there. 2 degrees warmer than in my room and at one stage I had to open all of the windows in there as it was so warm. It’s going to be interesting in there in the winter. Especially as Simon has now returned and he has my woodstove with him. I must go and rescue it this weekend.

It’s just as well I spent the last winter cutting down all of those trees, and this stove will also give me an incentive to do some more woodcutting this winter too.

But talking of timber, I’ve been putting together a project for a Dutch mushroom farmer whom I met at the timber yard when I was there with Liz. He wants 3.5Kw of electricity each day – that’s quite a lot, and so a 12-volt system is quite out of the question. Imagine all of the heat in the cables.

I’ll have to develop the 48-volt system and run on mains power with a really decent inverter. That should be exciting.

Back in the attic, tomorrow I’ll be finishing off the plasterboarding, except for one small corner. That’s where the cables are that run from the solar panels through where the bathroom will be and down to the control panel.

They need to be disconnected and run through some kind of trunking and that requires some careful thought as it’s fraught with all kinds of problems such as short circuits and the like. It’s the kind of thing that needs to be done at night when there is no current in the cables but I don’t think clearly enough after 19:00 at night.

Sunday 27th September 2009 – SO WHERE DID I GO TODAY THEN?

In fact, events resolved themselves, as they usually do if you let them.

Today being Sunday, I didn’t set any alarm and slowly came to in a kind of leisurely fashion putting this weeks’s plans into some kind of shape.

After a while and having the urge to go for a Gipsy’s, I crawled out of bed to notice the time – 12:24 pm. That put paid to any plans I might have had to go out anywhere. It’s been a couple of times that I’ve done this just recently. It gives you an idea of how hard I’ve been working during the week, even if it doesn’t look much like it.

A leisurely breakfast followed by some generally inactive kind of tidying up in the verandah and in my room and that was that, effectively. I haven’t done anything else.

In other news, the Confederation of British Industries, desperately in need of some brownie points and trying hard to ingratiate itself with Gordon Clown’s government, has leapt onto the bandwagon of demanding higher tuition fees and cutting back on student support.

It’s the Leitch Report all over again.

“At a time of economic crisis, when many hard-working families are struggling to support their offspring through university, I am astonished that the CBI should be making such offensive recommendations,” said NUS president, Wes Streeting – the NUS being for the most part a bunch of naive wet-behind-the-ears adolescents.

So, where’s the quote from the OUSA President?

OUSA is (so we are led to believe) a bunch of 200,000 or so distinguished grown-ups actively pursuing academic excellence in their own time at their own pace? Could it be that the BBC forgot all about the existence of OUSA? Or was it that the President had nothing to say on the subject? Or was it that whatever the OUSA President had to say wasn’t worth quoting?

Whichever way you look at it, it just shows how inconsequential OUSA has become under the “leadership” of the last few years. No concept of a sense of history, no sense of grasping the important moment, no sense of pushing themselves and their ideas into the limelight.

When the ideas of the Leitch Report were first sprung onto the unsuspecting masses (I say “unsuspecting masses” because there were a couple of us who had seen the Leitch Report mentioned in a paper of February 2007 and tried our best, but in vain, to urge the remainder to take it seriously) do you know what the clowns did?

They organised a petition.

We did things like that in primary school. I worked for 12 years or so in a major multinational organisation, the largest of its kind in the world, and I can tell you what happens to petitions because we used to get thousands from all over Europe. What happened to the petitions was that the organisations’s budget for toilet paper was zero.

During the review of the Leitch Report, the British Government set up a committee to look into its effects on part-time Higher Education. The Open University is the largest supplier, by a country mile, of part-time Higher education in the UK, if not the world and has the most students of any educational establishment in the UK. So which University was asked to send a delegate to sit on the committee?

You’ve guessed it. Those well-known suppliers of part-time Higher Education, the … er … Staffordshire University, or North Staffs Poly as it used to be called when I studied Accountancy there in the 1970s.

At an Open University committee meeting, I asked if this appointment was a slap in the face for the Open University. I was told “no – you can’t expect the OU to sit on everything that involves part-time Higher Education”.
So I asked “why not? It’s larger than all the other suppliers combined” and “what other equivalent committees are there in existence currently that the OU sits on?”
And no-one was able to give me a reply.

But that’s where the OU and OUSA sit right now – treated with total contempt by Government and the major British press. And having met personally many representatives of those two organisations, I have to say that I am not in the least surprised.

Saturday 26th September 2009 – YOU MISSED …

fcpsh football club de foot pionsat st hilaire puy de dome france… all of the excitement tonight.

Freezing cold autumn weather, a Pionsat win and a draw, debatable referee-ing decisions, a series of mysterious yellow cards flashed at no-one in particular, and for the first time ever, a referee losing his temper in the middle of a match.

fcpsh football club de foot pionsat st hilaire puy de dome france And if that wasn’t enough to be going on with, we had a whole raft of hotly-disputed decisions, a couple of fierce arguments, a punch-up, one of the best goals I’ve seen for ages and a couple of errors that schoolboys would be embarrassed to make.

Yes, we have exciting times out here in the wilderness of rural France. It’s much more fun than watching Manure Knighted on the box.

This morning I went into Commentry and didn’t I have a lucky find in one of the crud shops? Remember yesterday when I dropped my tape player down two storeys in the house? well they were selling a portable bicycle accessory tape player with built-in stereo speakers for 5 euros. It works with an external 6v DC socket too. Can’t be bad at that price. I can’t wait to try it out.

Back home later this afternoon, I did another load of washing. I need to get up-do-date before winter. The cold even now is starting to threaten.

And no footy tomorrow. What on earth am I going to do?

Friday 25th September 2009 – AND JUST FOR A CHANGE …

fitting stud wall attic les guis virlet puy de dome france… today’s pic is taken from almost the same spot as the previous two.

You can’t see the battens that I affixed to the wall but you can see the insulation that I attached. That is on the rear wall to the left of the wooden framing, and in the apex above the door. There’s even a shelf up there now – that’s where I’ll be fitting the water tank.

You may be wondering why it is that I haven’t fitted the insulation to the rest of the wall. Two reasons really –

  1. it is outside the limits of my room so I don’t need to do it just now. I’d rather concentrate my efforts inside my room
  2. I ran out of insulation

I’ve also fitted all of the rest of the flooring – one piece of which was not without some considerable effort.

The orange cable that you see is an American 110-volt extension cable, bought in Farmington, New Mexico, in September 2002 and brought back to Europe in my hand luggage. I use American 110-volt fittings for my 12-volt circuit on the farm as it’s capable of handling a much heavier current than European fittings. And I needed the extension cable because with fitting the flooring I’ve had to take out the temporary circuit that I installed the other week.

And of course I clean forgot that I had moved the cassette player across the room. Consequently, in a moment of inattention, I kicked it down through the hole in the stairs all the way down to ground level. I bet that’s done it a world of good.

But cassettes are so depassé these days and CDs are in and as I don’t have a 12-volt CD player I will have to see if I can’t liberate one from a brocante some time and make a more modern 12-volt hi-fi.

Terry and Liz came round again too. They had been to get more sand and came round to see if I had any cement. There were three bags in Caliburn and as they are temporarily in the way I donated them to the cause.

Tomorrow, no Brico Depot. Caliburn is still choc-a-bloc of stuff so I’ve plenty to be going on with. I may well have a run around Commentry tomorrow – it’s quite a while since I’ve been shopping there and there are an Aldi, a Lidl, a good DiY place and a couple of cruddy cheapo shops that are sometimes worth a poke around.

And in other exciting news I’ve had an e-mail from Simon. He wasn’t able to pick up a cheap woodstove for me from Machine Mart as he was leaving last night and delivery wasn’t until today. But a change of plan means that he isn’t leaving until Monday so he’s picking up a stove for me. Many thanks to Krys and Terry for teaming up to work that out for me, and for Simon for putting it into operation.

Thursday 24th September 2009 – TODAY’S PIC…

space blanket insulation fitting stud wall les guis virlet puy de dome france… is taken from almost the same place as yesterday’s. That means that it is much easier to compare the progress for today.

what you will notice is that the framework around the head of the stairs (or where the head of the stairs will be) is now in position. And I have to say that I’m quite impressed with it, even if it means that I have to enter the room now via a ladder. You can almost picture it being clad in plasterboard (except for where the water tank will be, which will be a wooden door).

The horizontals are not permanently fastened yet, which means that I can still bring bulky objects into the room, but I’m not sure what objects I’ll be having that will be so bulky.

I was about to start on the insulation but then I noticed the time – 18:15. As the late, great Arthur Naylor once said -“it’s not worth starting another case” and I resolved on an early night. well, late by normal standards but early these recent days.

It doesn’t look a lot of work, but each one of those joints has been filed by hand to make a millimetre-perfect fit and that takes time. And then I had to go with Terry to the quarry to help him with his order for sand. And a good job I did, as the digger was out of action and we had to handball 800kgs of sand onto the Sankey trailer.

Tomorrow I’ll be insulating, and then finishing off the flooring. Once that is in I’ll be plasterboarding the outside wall. The plasterboarding for the partition walls won’t have polystyrene on them , so that will be done at a later date.

Wednesday 23rd September 2009 – NO VEGAN CHOCOLATE CAKE! SHOCK! HORROR!

But there was vegan ginger cake instead so that was ok.

And I reckoned I earned it too. Caliburn certainly did, hauling almost 2 tons of gravel over the Font Nanaud in the Sankey trailer. And then we had to unload it and bag it afterwards.

Terry offered me a shovel – a standard size one but I had my LIDL special – a long handled variety.
“It saves my back – I can shovel up while I’m stading upright”
“But the long-handle means you bash people with it when you turn round”

“Anyone who has worked with me for any length of time ought to know not to get too close to me no matter what tool it is that I’m wielding”.

space blanket insulation erecting stud wall attic les guis virlet puy de dome franceMeanwhile, back at the ranch, I’ve started to erect the other pillars and cross beams for the partition around the head of the stairs. This is the part where the door will go.

I’ll be fitting the water tank in the space over the top of the door but it’s looking smaller than I expected it to be. I have a 200-litre tank that someone gave me but I don’t think that it’s going to fit and so I’ll have to actually go out and buy … “you do know that word then” – ed … a smaller one.

Talking of buying, I’ll be having a weekend of not going to Brico Depot. Caliburn is still chock-full of stuff from last weekend and I’ve nowhere to store it, so I’m going to have to work on using all of the material that’s hanging around in order to make some space.

Tuesday 22nd September 2009 – I SPENT MOST OF THE MORNING …

fitting load spreading joists in attic floor les guis virlet puy de dome france… putting these two crossbeams in. This is where the door into the room will be.

You can see that the old beam in centre-pic is pretty well eaten. I can’t rely on that supporting the weight of people continually coming and going, especially when I knock down the wall underneath it in the very near future, and so it needs plenty of reinforcement to spread the load.

fitting new joists attic floor les guis virlet puy de dome franceBut these beams have to go in exactly right if they are to do any good. Millimetre-perfect is almost essential so you have to cut the lets undersize and the beams oversize and file them down until they fit. That’s what takes the time.

This afternoon I was interrupted by a couple of visitors. Firstly, Terry and Liz turned up, to borrow back their cement mixer. Terry, keen reader of my blog that he is, has suggested that I go with him tomorrow late afternoon to collect a ton of gravel and take it to his house.
“You have to say the magic words” I said.
“Liz is baking” he replied.

After Terry and Liz left I carried on and fitted some more flooring and tried out Rhys’ idea of screwing the plasterboard. Lucky I bought a pile of 4×60 screws. And with the drill on the lowest speed setting and with a low torque setting it drove the screws up nicely. I’ll try some more of this.

But I wasn’t at all in the mood for carrying on working as my second group of visitors brought me some news that has left me numb. Followers of my blog from its previous home will recall that back in early spring I had an “interaction” with a local farmer that got rather out of hand and attracted the attention and involvement of the local gendarmes.

Criminal charges were preferred and a summons was issued, and when the gendarmes went to serve it on the aforementioned farmer, I very much regret to say that they discovered him no longer in a position to receive it.

I’m totally devastated by this as I’m sure everyone else in the locality is. I don’t hate anyone at all so much that I wish them dead. This guy, much as he was a thoroughly obnoxious character, was quite simply a guy living a traditional French peasant lifestyle and caught up in a changing world with which he was in no condition to cope.

I just hope that wherever he has ended up, he is happier there than he clearly was round here.

Monday 21st September 2009 – I WAS QUITE HAPPILY …

… working away upstairs when I happened to glance it the time.

Blimmin’ ‘eck – 18:40. And I have to be in St Eloy all dressed up and looking pretty by 19;30.

Of course, as you know already if you have been following my blog, the days when superheroes such as myself could whizz into a telephone box in our day clothes, do a quick twirl and whizz out again dressed as our alter egoes have long gone thanks to the technological revolution that has seen the rise of the portable telephone and the consequent fall of the public telephone box.

Hence we have to get washed, shaved and dressed like you mere mortals and that takes time. Better get my skates on.

wall insulation counter battens attic les guis virlet puy de dome franceSo what had I been doing that had taken all of the time?

First thing was to bring a whole pile of battens upstairs into the attic. The way I’m progressing I won’t any longer be able to bring 4-metre lengths of wood upstairs via the stairs. That took a while too.

Then I put battens on the wall where my desk is going to be, and xylophened them. I’m making it a kind of policy to xylophene any wood that is coming into contact with any of the wood that is already up there.

That took me to lunchtime.

After lunch I fitted the insulation and then fitted the three floor panels in that corner. I’ll be needing an offcut too to fill a small width.

fitting door into stud wall attic les guis virlet puy de dome franceFrom here it starts to get exciting – I brought the door upstairs.

A cheap British B&Q glass door that I bought in a sale ages ago. You can see where it’s going to fit when it’s installed (it’s just leaning against the post right now). The stairs are going to turn away from the door at 90 degrees, go halfway down and then do a U turn. To the right of the door is where my desk and office stuff will be, and underneath the office space is where the shower room will be.

Once I had put the door into the position where I want it, I measured up the floor so that I know where the left-hand upright will go, and then measured the floor so I know where to fit the two traverse beams that will support the floor that people will walk on as they enter the room via the door.

And it was doing that when I happened to notice the time.

At St Eloy we were 8, if I remember correctly, and our task for this evening was to look at faces and write down what we imagined were the lifestyles of the people depicted. And then we had a very congenial session in the bar afterwards.

Participating in the Anglo-French group is as much about socialising with congenial people as it is practising and improving our “second” language.

Sunday 20th September 2009 – IT WAS A LOVELY DRIVE …

… out to Briffons this afternoon. It took me about an hour or so to get there – Espinasse – Biollet – Pontaumur and then up into the foothills of the Mont Dore and the Puy de Sancy. Had the weather been any good it would probably have been fair to say that parts of the drive might have been spectacular, but in fact there was an almost constant drizzle and restricted visibility once I’d passed Pontaumur.

briffons perpezat hanging cloud mont dore puy de dome franceThere are some delightful settings for football grounds around here but I reckon that Briffons probably beats them all to date.

Even with the low rainclouds ( and I bet we are pretty well high up here) the view can be said to be spectacular, as I’m sure you must agree.

fcpsh football club de foot pionsat st hilaire briffons perpezat matthieu malnar puy de dome france
It was Pionsat’s 2nd XI playing today, and Briffons are in Division 1 (one step higher up) of their pool so I was filled with some trepidation following the mauling last week at Pontaumur, and once more Matthieu in goal had to work hard to earn his corn, as you can see in the photo.

But I needn’t have worried. Jan, the first-choice centre-half, was back in the defence and Sebastien was playing in his habitual centre-forward role

fcpsh football club de foot pionsat st hilaire briffons perpezat puy de dome franceIt was amazing how much more solid the team looked with just those two changes (although there were a couple of other team changes too).

The teams were pretty evenly matched for most of the game and Pionsat ran out as winners thanks to a typical 2nd XI goal – hoof over the top of the defence and a quick forward running on, beating the offside trap. But they had to work hard for it and fully deserved the victory.

Tomorrow I’ll be back in the attic fitting the battens and insulation on part of the last wall. Then I have to work out the layout of the stairs and the door into the room. Poncing will have to wait for a couple of days.

Which reminds me – the French verb for “to wax skis” is FARTER. So when I’ve finished the attic I can go down to the ski slopes at Superbesse not too far from here, get a job as a ski repairer and spend the winter poncing and farting to my heart’s content.

Saturday 19th September 2009 – WELL, THAT’S ME SPENT UP!

540 euros in Brico Depot and not an awful lot to show for it.

Running through the list there’s

  • a pile of insulation – 20mm stuff because they had run out of 40mm and so I’ll just double up the thickness
  • some filler for the cracks in the plasterboard
  • some plasterboard tape
  • some fibreglass wallpaper
  • some fibreglass wallpaper glue
  • some blue wall paint (I forgot the gloss for the woodwork)
  • piles of tools for puttying and wallpapering
  • some floor tiles to build a plinth for the woodstove
  • all of the cement and grouting
  • some light switches
  • a telephone socket (and, yes, I forgot the telephone cable)

That was the first load. The second load was

  • 38 metres of tongue-and grooving – not the rubbishy stuff at 3.37 euros that I use for building or the better stuff at 4.95 euros (they had run out of that too – GRRRRR) but some other stuff at 6.17 euros
  • some wood battens for the tongue-and-grooving
  • some varnish
  • some nails
  • some underfelt for the laminate floor

And no woodstove either.

The cheapest on offer is 190 euros but I don’t much like it. As Krys suggests, Machine Mart is the place to be and Terry sent me a link to their site. And Simon is still in the UK. How can I contact him?

It’s a lot of money but realistically all that I now need for the attic is a couple of sheets of bare plasterboard for around the head of the stairs, and a supply of skirting board. And two panes of glass but I’ll explain that in due course (and no, I haven’t broken a window). I have everything else.

Outside in the car park I was doorstepped by a couple of Dutch people who wanted to talk to me about solar energy. It takes Dutch folk completely by surprise when I talk to them in Dutch (well, Flemish but it’s near enough).

But it’s a sign of the times that the Dutch want to become involved in solar energy. There is no word in Dutch for “cheap”. The word that they use is “goedkoep” which literally means “a good buy” – implying that if you do see something cheap you immediately have to purchase it.

The Dutch were the original settlers of New York, which is why I’m absolutely astonished that the USA is known as “The Land of The Free”. The problem with the Dutch is that they have no word for “gratis”.

Having said that, however, I sympathise with Michael Caine, who famously said in Goldmember “There’s only two things I hate in this world. People who are intolerant of other people’s cultures – and the Dutch”.

Only one footy match tomorrow – in the Cup and at Briffon, a village in the foothills of the Mont Dore about 100 years away from here. I’ll need a native guide and a pile of native bearers to get there I expect.

By the way, for those of you who have been following the discussion and debate in the “comments” to some of the entries on my blog (and you can always join in), you will be delighted to know that the verb “to sand” in French is “poncer”.

I will be doing a lot of poncing next week.