12th March 2024
It’s the end of the another day, and rain stopped play. I had made good progress so far, but this was a drag. It cleared up at lunchtime, and rather than setting up the saw outside I decided to do it in the shed. Of course all the timber was wet, but I was determined not to be put off by that. I cut the banding on the timber bundles and started the residing.
I would have to climb the ladder each time, first to mark the length, then get down, walk to the shed to cut and drill, then back up and fit. I did this for twenty times, judging by the number of pieces that I have to fit, I will be doing this for one hundred and twenty times.
I did it until me knees let me know they were fed up, so I stopped. As there is a total of four panels, I have planned to do one panel a day, knees permitting.
I looked across the valley where some major building works was being done. In October builders were demolishing a building that was pretty ugly. This was an opportunity to construct a really modern building, instead it looks like something equally grotesque is taking its place, what a waste of effort.
My old friend from school, Rob came to visit. He brought with him a couple of Brie baguettes which made him very welcome. He had spent a month in India, so I was keen to find out how that went. He visits a retreat close to the Himalayas and has alway been involved in Indian religion. He has alway told me that his lifespan has already been designed, and that he has another ten years to go. I look forward to calling him in eleven years to tell him he was wrong.
Another Lifetime to go 