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Friday 6th November 2009 – I haven’t finished moving in yet.

gibson EB3 bass guitar Ibanez acoustic bass guitar attic libraryYou’d be astonished at just how much stuff you can fit into a room thats just 2.8m by 1.7m, I can tell you.

What I have been doing is installing the library up here. This is about half of it, and you have to agree that it’s amazing what you can do with a couple of planks and a small pile of bricks.

And I’m glad that I brought the books up – it wasn’t before time. Some were on a raised shelf, others were in plastic boxes,but some were on a wooden bookcase. This has a plinth that’s about 60mm high yet the damp in my room had penetrated the wood to such an extent that the books on the bottom shelf had suffered. As I’ve said before, I’m surprised I didn’t catch pleurisy with the amount of damp that was in my little room.

And the awful smell that was down there – I reckon it was damp wood and soggy books because it seems to have come up into here now. At least it’ll have a chance to dry out.

You can see the hifi on the top shelf. It’s a little cube that is in fact a radio and a slot that takes SD cards. And seeing as most of my music these days is in *.mp3 format and I use SD cards for all kinds of things, this is ideal. It came from Curry’s in the UK and cost £17.99.

The reason why I was so keen to buy it was that it runs on 12volt DC so it’s just the job for here. The speakers were pretty awful and they soon were binned in favour of these that I picked up in a clearance sale in Montlucon.

Next to it is the Ibanez acoustic bass. When I came to live down here full-time in 2007 I rediscovered the urge to start playing again and in the absence of mains electricity an acoustic bass was in order. It took me ages to track one down.

Next to it is the legendary Gibbon – a Gibson EB3 short-scale bass the same type as used by Jack Bruce of “Cream” fame. It’s a 1964 model and I bought it in 1975. It cost me a fortune back in those days and I sold my soul to buy it. It’s pretty well-travelled and even so, I”ve been offered what amounts to a King’s ransom for it, sight unseen. It’s sat in its armour-plated wooden crate for the last 20 or 30 years with hardly ever seeing the light of day but I reckon it’s time to bring it out into the open and give it an airing.

I’ve also found a heavy-duty curtain to hang over the glass door. The temperature dropped in here last night but in my nice snug little bed I was warm and comfortable. But this flaming bed – comfortable indeed it is and I had a really good night’s sleep. But when you flatten down the back of the settee to make the double bed the bed bit overhangs the base. So when you roll over to the edge of the bed to get out, you reach a point where the bed overbalances and throws you onto the floor. It took me quite by surprise and the air was as blue as the walls of the room. With some of the language that I used, it totally redefined the meaning of “a rude awakening”.

Thursday 5th November 2009 – Tonight’s image …

attic completed… features part of the new chez moi complete with bed settee and occasional table (I’m still wondering what it is the rest of the time when it’s not a table).

So after my lie-in (well, it was in fact earlier than usual when I woke up) I assembled the table. That was exciting, I can tell you. It looks quite nice and trendy – totally out of place with me, and assembling it was, well, something of a challenge.

Then it was the bed-settee’s turn. And I’m disappointed with this, given the amount of money I paid. Fair enough, it’s better than the one I have back in Belgium, but it cost 3 times the price so it ought to be. But it’s not all that strong. If I ever get Percy Penguin in here when she’s got a head full of steam, it won’t last five minutes. But neither would I, so I don’t suppose it makes any difference. But I’m keen to see how I feel tomorrow morning after a good sleep on a decent mattress.

But talking of Percy Penguin, I am reminded of the time that she and I went on a skiing holiday back in 1993 (you could say that our relationship went downhill after that). I went to the doctor’s before we went, to see if he could do anything for me.
What you really need to do is to pray to God, Mr Hall” he said
Why’s that?” I asked.
I’m a doctor” he replied. “My job is to heal the sick. It’s his job to raise the dead“.
He did give me some viagra, though, which was kind of him. But I clearly didn’t swallow it quickly enough. I had a stiff neck for the whole week.
And I had a friend who died of an overdose of viagra. It took two weeks for the smile to fade from his face, and four weeks before they could put the lid on the coffin.

I have the gas heater up here now – something of a disappointment as I was hoping for the woodburning stove to work – I’ll look again at this in the near future and follow Krys’ idea from the other day which I think is a likely solution. Struggling up with the heater and the gas bottle was something. later on this evening, struggling up here with a full gas bottle becuase the one that I had just taken up had run out – that was something else.

I’ve reassembled the desk as well and I’ve started to move my other stuff up. I’ll be finishing that off tomorrow. And I’ve noticed that while it’s colder in here than in my little room downstairs, it’s not as uncomfortable by any means. The damp in there was clearly affecting me and you should see how it’s affected some of the stuff that was leaning against the wall.

And as for the quiz last night, raise your hands if you DIDN’t guess “music” or “the hi-fi”. That was as expected the first thing that came up here from downstairs.