oh for a life that's quiet.
this week, wedneday dawned vaguely ok and down I sat, no sign of the water guys.
picked up the phone and they pleaded insanity, knew nothing about any water tank going in.
Hmmm this could get interesting in a no water sort of way.
So anyway they did agree to drop everything and come the next day - good on them.
So on went the show.
And of course our annual review, that deserves a chapter on it's own.
maybe later.
then yesterday, incredibly bright and far to early off across the fields tank fitting and pipe laying, then at last pump on water flowing.
today it's into off to france mode.
stuff everywhere and the realisation that an 806 and xantia combined are not a long high Iveco.
management had of course to collect young P and see her mum leaving me in charge.
Brannie and Tallie in work and children who left to their own sit down and await the servants, joy was complete.
Ideal time to notice the truck needs new boots and an 806 has a very weird tyre size. Eventually had a choice, either fit economy tyres fit for a wheelbarrow. Or tyres intended for some kind of sports car capable of speeds that an 806 might reach if you threw it out of the back of a plane at 30,000 feet.
Tomorrow is of course another day - phew, probably even more to do.
R
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So was the water on by the time you left? did you turn it off to the main house (IE - the only bathing facilities, hint hint!)? I need to know this, Rhys, it's extremely important. Email me.
Sorry Jamie,
Had no email or internet in france only just got this.
you should have had damp liquid in the cottage, the house isolated in case of problems.
should have told you or left you a note
should have given me a call on the mobile - house phone out there is playing up too.
R
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