A shortie

29 January

This weekend is going to be hectic here in Jaronland. Not only do we have Kile with us but we still have a lot of work to do get ready for next Tuesday when they begin the work on the kitchen. There’s a lot of it too. All the kit has to come out, all the cupboards and draws have to emptied as well. The kit will come on out on Tuesday and will be done by the men on the job here, so that not so bad really. What is going to be hard is finding somewhere to put all the stuff from the cupboards and draws. We will need to keep a good amount of it to hand for use during the next three weeks.

Yesterday we had a visit from one of the team doing the work, basically it was to give us a letter. The work will start at 8am on Tuesday and will go on all day, but there’s a clause in the letter telling us that the guys won’t be here all day, every day. There will be days no-one , will be here; days when they only do half a day … and on it goes for the next three weeks. Why they can’t work it out so that one guy follows on from the job before and so on, I don’t know, but hey ho, that’s how they work. Once the kitchen is finished the sparky will move in to do a full re-wire. The one being done upstairs has taken all this week so far. That takes the work four weeks, not three. We will be ready for a holiday by the time it is all done.

I’ve been banging on about waste and recycling for some time, and of course we do recycle as much as we can. Jan came out with a suggestion that we stop doing it for the period of the work. This morning I saw the logic of what she was saying. We don’t have a lot of room for storing the stuff anyway but can manage it, but from now on for the period of the work, we won’t have the room, so sadly, for me at least, we will have to stop doing it for a bit. You see, the recycling bin is some distance from our flat and for either of us to walk that distance carrying a couple of large bags would very difficult, and of course, rather painful too. If it wasn’t for that we do it daily, as most folk do.

This one is going to be a short one seeing as I’m at the Hussy for a 12.15 appointment. Hopefully shall get some answers to my falling/tripping over so often. I’ve been lucky in that so far I’ve got away with only bruises and anything more serious. So there yer go then, photo time …

The origin of the term ‘Legging it’, where a bargee with lie on his back and 'leg they way through a tunnel on the canal system.