While we are being topical
..and you thought it had been cold this week!
Monday, 6 December 2010
Whoops!!
While we are being topical
..and you thought it had been cold this week!
Saturday, 4 December 2010
Are we prepared ?
Power cut
Something woke me early this morning and looking for the bedside clock noticed it wasn't there. Well it was, but the red lights for the clock were not on, power cut!
Laid there for a while thinking about what we hadn't done to prepare for this eventuality, and what have the elderly neighbours done?
We have oil fired central heating , no gas in the village, so no heating , no hot water and no cooking facilities either. No lighting!
Thought about cooking . We bought when we moved up, one of those portable cookers, with the gas cartridge within the case. Never used it.
Did we still have the cartridge, did we have any spares, where is it?
I couldn't remember, and I wasn't going to wake The Boss to ask, that would be a death sentence for the day.
There's always the BBQ.
What about tea?
Ah, the Kelly Kettle, keep that going all day, if the neighbours have flasks I can keep them topped up. Got enough back issue BF magazines in the garage to keep the kettle going!!
All these things going through my mind, I had better get up before my tossing and turning disturbs someone...bugger, no electric .
Lights? Those wind up lamps are somewhere.
Got up anyway, found the wind-up lamps bought for fishing, found the cooker and a working cartridge. All ok.
Get some root veg out, prep and cook up a stew....bing bong ...front door bell, telephone answer machine telling me something, fridge kicking in
06:45 full power restored.
All equipment put where it can be got at, make a cup of tea, turn the radio on, 292-2.
Ah, all is well
Something woke me early this morning and looking for the bedside clock noticed it wasn't there. Well it was, but the red lights for the clock were not on, power cut!
Laid there for a while thinking about what we hadn't done to prepare for this eventuality, and what have the elderly neighbours done?
We have oil fired central heating , no gas in the village, so no heating , no hot water and no cooking facilities either. No lighting!
Did we still have the cartridge, did we have any spares, where is it?
I couldn't remember, and I wasn't going to wake The Boss to ask, that would be a death sentence for the day.
There's always the BBQ.
Ah, the Kelly Kettle, keep that going all day, if the neighbours have flasks I can keep them topped up. Got enough back issue BF magazines in the garage to keep the kettle going!!
All these things going through my mind, I had better get up before my tossing and turning disturbs someone...bugger, no electric .
Lights? Those wind up lamps are somewhere.
Got up anyway, found the wind-up lamps bought for fishing, found the cooker and a working cartridge. All ok.
Get some root veg out, prep and cook up a stew....bing bong ...front door bell, telephone answer machine telling me something, fridge kicking in
06:45 full power restored.
All equipment put where it can be got at, make a cup of tea, turn the radio on, 292-2.
Ah, all is well
Friday, 3 December 2010
The first?
First Christmas Joke
Three men died on Christmas Eve and were met by Saint Peter at the pearly gates.
'In honour of this holy season' Saint Peter said, 'You must each possess something that symbolises Christmas to get into heaven.'
The Englishman fumbled through his pockets and pulled out a lighter. He flicked it on. 'It represents a candle', he said.
'You may pass through the pearly gates' Saint Peter said.
The Scotsman reached into his pocket and pulled out a set of keys. He shook them and said, 'They're bells.'
Saint Peter said 'You may pass through the pearly gates'.
The Irishman started searching desperately through his pockets and finally pulled out a pair of knickers.
St Peter looked at the man with a raised eyebrow and asked, 'And just what do those symbolize?'
The Irishman replied, 'These are Carols.'
And So The Christmas Season
Begins......
'In honour of this holy season' Saint Peter said, 'You must each possess something that symbolises Christmas to get into heaven.'
The Englishman fumbled through his pockets and pulled out a lighter. He flicked it on. 'It represents a candle', he said.
'You may pass through the pearly gates' Saint Peter said.
The Scotsman reached into his pocket and pulled out a set of keys. He shook them and said, 'They're bells.'
Saint Peter said 'You may pass through the pearly gates'.
The Irishman started searching desperately through his pockets and finally pulled out a pair of knickers.
St Peter looked at the man with a raised eyebrow and asked, 'And just what do those symbolize?'
The Irishman replied, 'These are Carols.'
And So The Christmas Season
Begins......
It's no good
New Unique Visitors: Yesterday: 67 . Total unique visitors: 3,216
Got to go out
Milk run out, no sign of the cow, things to do.
A walk to the pub proved ok last night, and the birds have eaten all the seed, so we're on a mission, if I survive the dig!!
I may be a while. -6.7c
11:41
Oh sod it, where's the Coffee Mate ? -3.8c
14:20
Local ol'boy farmer who saw me digging, talked about what we were running out of etc etc.
Knock on the door later.
Anybody know what I can do with a 6 pint carton of milk? Between the two of us, that's almost weeks supply??
I suppose I'll have to take a rest from the cooked breakfast, and put up with Quaker Oats for a few days
Totally unexpected, some people just don't need asking, do they?
Tell you what though, we have our milk delivered. I like the idea of keeping local people in work.
But who are Tesco robbing, when 6 pints from them is £2.17, and it's 62p a pint delivered to my door?
Methinks the dairy farmer!!
No wonder they have to look for economies of scale!
"The farmers behind plans for a 23-hour-a-day industrial scale dairy farm with 8,000 cows face strong opposition from animal rights activists and local residents.
The 22-acre dairy facility at Nocton, not far from Lincoln, would produce 220,000 litres (387,000 pints) of milk a day and include several 80-animal circular milking parlours."
Got to go out
Milk run out, no sign of the cow, things to do.
A walk to the pub proved ok last night, and the birds have eaten all the seed, so we're on a mission, if I survive the dig!!
I may be a while. -6.7c
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| Dig the car out |
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| The path to the pub! |
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| Looking south 08:55 |
Oh sod it, where's the Coffee Mate ? -3.8c
14:20
Local ol'boy farmer who saw me digging, talked about what we were running out of etc etc.
Knock on the door later.
Anybody know what I can do with a 6 pint carton of milk? Between the two of us, that's almost weeks supply??
I suppose I'll have to take a rest from the cooked breakfast, and put up with Quaker Oats for a few days
Totally unexpected, some people just don't need asking, do they?
Tell you what though, we have our milk delivered. I like the idea of keeping local people in work.
But who are Tesco robbing, when 6 pints from them is £2.17, and it's 62p a pint delivered to my door?
Methinks the dairy farmer!!
No wonder they have to look for economies of scale!
"The farmers behind plans for a 23-hour-a-day industrial scale dairy farm with 8,000 cows face strong opposition from animal rights activists and local residents.
The 22-acre dairy facility at Nocton, not far from Lincoln, would produce 220,000 litres (387,000 pints) of milk a day and include several 80-animal circular milking parlours."
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