Day 1864 Rock on

20th September 2022

Thunder storms were expected, which curtailed our outside working. Kelli had the finishing touches to do to the twin headboards, but we decided to take pictures ahead of the rain.

As the storm started we moved all the pieces inside the garage including the bed frames themselves. I was struggling with them, no matter how I stood them up they kept falling over, at one point I thought they were going to hit me. I shouted oaths, Kelli heard them and came to the rescue. She just placed them in the same place as I did, and they stayed there.

She posted them on Marketplace and they were soon snapped up, not bad for a roadside find and a bit of paint.

I drove the the landscape suppliers to order some rocks, but first stopped at the bank to draw out some cash. I needed petrol so I pulled in to the pump, handed my money over and started to dispense the fuel. Suddenly this car pulled up on the other side of the pump with music blasting out.

Yes it was a tall black dude, and the music, or should I say, sound, was aggressive rap. He left his car, and the noise, as he strutted into the kiosk. Now I like music, but not this type, I tried to pump the fuel faster just to get finished and away before my ears started bleeding.

I’m not sure why he believed the world deserved to hear his playlist, but Kelli remarked that it was stereotypical of the black community, therefore it was accepted.

I drove off from the petrol station and made my way to the landscaping supplier.

I ordered a cubic yard of river rocks, large enough not to fall through the holes in the gabions, that’s being delivered on Friday.

Later the buyer for the headboards turned up just as another storm hit. It didn’t deter the loading, with good humour, both headboards fitted perfectly into their truck. This was a quick turnaround, from free to finish was three days.

We also packed the pool away. As we still have the original box it came it, I can’t believe it could ever have fitted in it. It must have taken some well trained children and an elephant to packed it. We ended up putting it into a large plastic crate, but it’s gone for another year, and the space looks empty without it.