Day 2881 Jake the peg.

5th July 2025

It was going to be an easy day, no furniture, but a few places to go.

Our neighbour across the street informed us that they were having a firewood display in the evening. As it was a good opportunity to watch the show, we offered to contribute in exchange to be able to sit at the end of our drive to watch proceedings.

But first there was a trip to UPS to return a cool sheet that Kelli wanted to try. Now when I say cool, I don’t mean “Cool” in the trendy sense, I mean it was supposed to keep you cool whilst you sleep.

Keeping cool is not something I need, with the AC blasting away, I struggle to keep warm.

Anyway she was not happy with it, so we had to somehow get it back into the box it was delivered in. It took a lot of effort, but eventually we managed it with the addition of straps of tape.

Then it was off to Plato’s to sell more clothes, no day out is complete without that.

While all that was being sorted we drove across the road to Not So Shabby, antique and general tat emporium, where Kelli once sold things through. This is not my cup of tea, but it was their birthday, so it was worth a visit.

Then we went to a firework store, it was called Jake’s Fireworks, and inside, guess what? It was full of fireworks. Now I thought that maybe twenty of thirty bucks would do the trick, that might have bought a box of sparklers. I was shocked at the cost of these things. We ended up spending seventy, and that was the cheapest.

When we got home a quick splash in the pool was in order. Now newly refreshed, I started work on the kitchen island design. During which I noticed that a large branch had broken off and just missed loud man’s Jeep. Kelli heard it crash to the ground, I was obviously oblivious.

I went over to examine, Dave the neighbour was already there, hands on his hips trying to work out how to deal with it. I volunteered to help, even though I don’t have a chainsaw, but the branch base was rotten to the core, with some evidence of carpenter ants crawling about.

Later I took the box of fireworks over.

As it got dark I moved two chairs to the end of our driveway, our observation point.

Once we got seated the explosions began, the force of which would make the Ayatollah quake.

We laughed when some farty ones went off, “That’s ours” we joked.

It was a good display, so many loud noises, and debris falling around, the full result will be seen in the morning.