{"id":4294,"date":"2015-06-24T22:39:24","date_gmt":"2015-06-24T22:39:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/?p=4294"},"modified":"2017-07-08T12:57:48","modified_gmt":"2017-07-08T12:57:48","slug":"wednesday-24th-june-2015-many-years-ago","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/?p=4294","title":{"rendered":"Wednesday 24th June 2015 &#8211; MANY YEARS AGO &#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&#8230; I was engaged for a short while to a girl called Liz (you&#8217;ve no idea how many people called Liz have featured in my life). It didn&#8217;t last too long, mainly for the reason that I wasn&#8217;t ready for such a commitment &#8211; and I&#8217;m probably still not ready even now.<\/p>\n<p>Anyway, to cut a long story short &#8230; <em>&#34;hooray&#34; &#8211; ed<\/em> &#8230; last night when I was on my nocturnal ramblings, we met up again and resolved to get back together. We arranged to meet up at a park entrance somewhere but we didn&#8217;t think about which particular entrance. It was a huge park too, with quite a few entrances so I was constantly driving from one entrance to the next to see if I could find her. Also featuring in this voyage were a very old friend of mine and his wife, a woman with whom I don&#8217;t particularly see eye-to-eye. They were constantly interrupting me as I was driving around and I was starting to panic that I would never ever meet up with Liz at this rate (and indeed I didn&#8217;t)<\/p>\n<p>What was strange about this is that I was reading a story last night, just before I went to bed, about a couple who had rekindled their relationship after 22 years apart. And it also brought to my mind an occasion in the mid 1990s when I had to meet someone at an Underground station in London, but there were so many exits to this station that we didn&#8217;t meet up. However, I&#8217;d given no thought at all to this ever since &#8211; until I awoke this morning.<\/p>\n<p>What this couple were doing in this story I really don&#8217;t know. But it&#8217;s bizarre that these couple of events in real life should become entangled in one of my nocturnal voyages.<\/p>\n<p>With all of this going on, I was up and about at about 06:50, long before the alarm went off. And after breakfast I cracked on with the radio programme. It&#8217;s all done now, all 7,000-odd words of it. 41kbs that works out at, or about 13 weeks of text discussion. That should really keep me out of mischief for a while.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.lesguis.com\/images\/1506\/1506015.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft\" src=\"http:\/\/www.lesguis.com\/images\/1506\/1506015.jpg\" alt=\"door frame shower room les guis virlet puy de dome france\" width=\"300\" height=\"204\"\/><\/a>As for the door frame, that&#8217;s not only started but finished (please excuse the photo &#8211; the flash on this phone-cam is not up to all that much). I cut down a couple of floorboards with the table-top saw (which struggled with this -the poor thing couldn&#8217;t quite manage properly) and I found an offcut in the barn that I cut down to give me all that I needed.<\/p>\n<p>There&#8217;s a batten in there too. That&#8217;s for a shelf support as there is going to be a shelf there and that&#8217;s where the towels will live. I didn&#8217;t have a batten that size but when I installed the flying staircase down to the ground floor, I just used chevrons in a standard length for the columns without regard to what was actually needed. Cutting one down to size gave me more than enough to make the batten.<\/p>\n<p>I just had to sand it down, and the new belt sander that I bought a couple of months ago did that for me. <\/p>\n<p>I was so engrossed by this that I hadn&#8217;t noticed the time and it was 19:25 by the time that I knocked off. Really carried away, I was. <\/p>\n<p>So tomorrow, I might have a go at fitting the hinges for the door, and then cutting the door down to fit. I&#8217;d love to have that fitted and working by the end of the week.<br \/>\n<br clear=\"both\"><\/p>\n<div class='watch-action'><div class='watch-position align-left'><div class='action-like'><a class='lbg-style1 like-4294 jlk' href='javascript:void(0)' data-task='like' data-post_id='4294' data-nonce='9eef1bd552' rel='nofollow'><img class='wti-pixel' src='https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/wp-content\/plugins\/wti-like-post\/images\/pixel.gif' title='Like' \/><span class='lc-4294 lc'>+1<\/span><\/a><\/div><div class='action-unlike'><a class='unlbg-style1 unlike-4294 jlk' href='javascript:void(0)' data-task='unlike' data-post_id='4294' data-nonce='9eef1bd552' rel='nofollow'><img class='wti-pixel' src='https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/wp-content\/plugins\/wti-like-post\/images\/pixel.gif' title='Unlike' \/><span class='unlc-4294 unlc'>0<\/span><\/a><\/div> <\/div> <div class='status-4294 status align-left'><\/div><\/div><div class='wti-clear'><\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8230; I was engaged for a short while to a girl called Liz (you&#8217;ve no idea how many people called Liz have featured in my life). It didn&#8217;t last too long, mainly for the reason that I wasn&#8217;t ready for such a commitment &#8211; and I&#8217;m probably still not ready even now. Anyway, to cut [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[44,4507,1616,258],"tags":[2268,3284,3258,212,2482,2560,3189,3554,5565,5366,1973,5307,265,3233,2658],"class_list":["post-4294","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-dream","category-eric-hall-2","category-france","category-les-guis","tag-alvin-myatt","tag-belt-sander","tag-door-frame","tag-dream","tag-early-start","tag-eric-hall","tag-flooring","tag-flying-staircase","tag-france","tag-les-guis","tag-liz-marshall","tag-radio-anglais","tag-shower-room","tag-table-saw","tag-working-late"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4294","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=4294"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4294\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4297,"href":"https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4294\/revisions\/4297"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=4294"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=4294"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=4294"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}