16th November 2017
Whilst I was slaving away in the garage, Kelli was in Hudsonville drumming up more sale in what seems to be a bumper month. However with more sales comes the need for more stuff.
On her way through she delivered a newly finished dresser, this was the one that fell apart when we collected it. This had been re-built, painted, and looked really good.
I spent the afternoon with Dave visiting one of his friends called “Cricket”. I asked how he got his name, adding, if it was the noise he made when he walked, but that fell on deaf ears, and I never did get an answer.
I had a tour of his barn that was full of small tractors, outside there were many more, it was like a tractor heaven. Everywhere there were machines of all sizes and condition. Cricket was a tall man with a loud voice, he was dressed in camouflage gear, ready to go into the woods hunting.
When we got back, I had to repair a mobile table that Dave had in his workshop. One of the castor had disintegrated, making it impossible to move. He had a box full of heavy duty castors, (his basement is an Aladdin’s cave of everything. If you needed parts to rebuild a Zeppelin, he would have them). I managed to find two five inch wheels buried deep among the many different types and sizes.
With a little modification, and a bit of friendly persuasion it all fitted, much to my relief.
Another Lifetime to go 