14 Sept 2022

14.09.2022 When I nod my head.. hit it.

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Wednesday 14th 52F/11C. Clear and bright. Waiting for sunrise. Cloud expected. Up at 6am. Wednesday is farm museum day.

 7.00 A wall of dark cloud is headed this way from the southwest. The lanes are beckoning me.

 8.00 53F/12C. Almost calm. The cloud broke up before it reached me. Leaving the autumn sun free to graze the newly bare landscape. A few jackdaws went over.

 I spent my time at the museum helping to erect a framework for a large shed. Which involved hefty 6"x6" [150x150mm] timbers. Five uprights at 3m centres and lintels. A certain precursor to Stone Henge.

 My hospital hearing test and hearing aid fitting have been put off from October/November to the new year. January/February. I wonder what it would cost to use a private service?

15.00 60F/15C. Overcast with light showers. Back home and having a cup of tea. Before I take the loaded trailer to the recycling yard.

Delivered the trailer load.

Whoopee!  I can see grass stubble on my parking area! 

I started sorting the rubbish into the bins when it started raining. It kept getting heavier. Eventually it stopped. So I could take the bin along the drive.

Dinner was a huge mound of chicken curry. I added a little pepper to spice it up. It worked. 35 minutes of boiling the rice. 5 minutes rest. That was fine too. 

Thursday is men's cookery classes tomorrow.


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13 Sept 2022

13.09.2022 Hard labour.

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 Tuesday 13th 56F/13C, clear and bright. No sun yet. [7.00] Up at 6.0am. I have to be half an hour away in the car for my Tuesday cooking class. So I am going for an early walk. 

 The new window was steamed up outside again. I opened it and gave it a wipe from inside. The rectangular label patches are still there. 

 Giant agricultural spraying machine based on a combine harvester chassis.

 Walking 10,000 steps per day keeps the doctor away. I thought it was apples. Luckily I enjoy both. Our steep stairs and living upstairs in our last two cottages has always been my excuse for my fitness. Then there was the cycling. The years of hard labour... I have landscaped all of our gardens using only a pickaxe, shovel and wheelbarrows. 

 The cottage in Wales was buried up to the eaves in an ice age moraine. Every teaspoonful had to be picked out of the solid, iron hard bank. I moved the bank for the entire length of the house. 10m by 6 meters x up to my own height in that material. Wearing out several navvy's wheelbarrows, a pickaxe and two shovels in the process. We had no money to hire a digger and operator. There were sheep on the roof of the house when we went for a viewing. They just walked off the adjoining field. 

 8.30 Walk and morning coffee over. I've had my shower. The sunlight is streaming the entire length of the attic. Which is badly in need of further tidying! 

 13.30 63F. Just returned from the cooking class. The "men's cooking class" turned into equal number of men and women! Three of us from the Thursday's group. I asked for a refund but only got half a laugh. After cutting up a side of beef into tiny cubes I made about 3 gallons of goulash in a stainless steel cauldron. Pointy hat optional. We all had a running competition to make the most presentable poached egg. At which I did rather well. Despite their personal coach being Danish and accusing me of cribbing off YouTube. 😉

 The practical class was finished off with perfect sandwich assembly. Rye bread with lettuce, rounds of luncheon meat, poached egg, bacon, cress and spinach. Mayonnaise to taste. It was supposed to be artistically arranged to look like nouvelle cuisine. But artists are born. Not made.

 Finally, we sat down to consume our hands-on sandwiches. Which I enjoyed despite not liking any of the ingredients! Followed by a bowl of goulash. Which I was not really too keen on. Too many herbs for my liking but it slowly grew on me. It tasted okay according to those in the know. I gave it 6/10 in my head but kept it to myself. I did not take any home. 

 Despite this, there will be no lunch required at home. A thoroughly enjoyable morning. I have been invited back. They are all so cheerful it [almost] hurts. 😊

  I opened the doors out to the greenhouse when I came home. To share the 80+F warmth out there with the 68F downstairs indoors. It actually worked. The temperature immediately dropped to 76F in the greenhouse and went up to 70F indoors downstairs. I have set all the windows, enclosed by the greenhouse, on the catch. A little excess heat may trickle in.

 14.10. 60F/15C. The sky has suddenly turned dark. Bands of showers are crossing from the NW on the DMI radar. Rain on the front [southern] dormer window but short lived.

 16.25. Sunshine and heavy showers. I was going to cut the grass. Until we had a cloudburst. Not a single blade of new grass on my new, parking place "lawn" yet. So I checked online. 10-14 days until germination from seed. Though up to a month is possible. I wouldn't mind the dandelions waiting a month. Just to leave room for some grass!

 18.45 I have been tidying the living room of too many tools. 

 Something simple for dinner. Mackerel on toast with beans and tomatoes? Or something else fishy with beans and tomatoes? Cod in batter. I added some pasta to soak up the tomato juice. Still looking for more saucepans.

 

 

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12 Sept 2022

12.09.2022 Keeping the heat in.

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 Monday 12th 50F. Calm. The sky is freckled with small clouds. More cloud expected later. Rain tonight.

Up at 5.45. The new window is not misted up this morning. Perfectly clear. 

 Adolf Pootin's genocidal war on the entire world has escalated energy costs. Literally through the roof. So I had better get the surrounding, window framework insulated. Before overnight temperatures begin to drop. 6C/43F is forecast for the beginning of next week. 

 The longer I can wait before lighting the stove, this autumn, the better. The heat I don't lose doesn't have to be replaced. 67F indoors is comfortable this morning. With a light jumper on for sitting at the computer. As soon as I start moving I'll be too warm. So I had better get moving.

 The greenhouse outside doors no longer need to be opened. To shed the excess, summer heat. It can still get too warm out there. Even when overcast and temperatures are in the low 60sF/15C. I forgot to open the doors yesterday and was shocked to see over 80F/27C out there.

 I have no data on the amount of background heat the greenhouse can provide as the weather gets colder. I have never had the shade nets to play with before now. The front hedge has always been far too high to let any sun reach the greenhouse. Particularly as the sun drops lower in the sky. Even if it doesn't get warm out there. It will still provide a useful buffer for most of the front [southerly] facade.

 The sloping ceilings of the balcony room are finally, fully insulated. This closed space will also act as a buffer. The interior doors will be left closed. Which they always have been until now. My wife had covered the glass triangle in thick white curtains. The winter sun could never reach these westerly gable end windows anyway. Due to the huge horse chestnut tree. That has now gone but there is still a tall shelter belt further back. With a row of larches beyond my wife's towering willows. 

 These trees will all be bare in winter. So will let some sunshine through. I don't think the new landowners have any interest in felling these larches. There really wouldn't be much point. The trees provide year round decoration and privacy to their view. The ground the larches stand on is fairly marshy. So can't be cultivated.

 7.15 49F. Time to stop prattling and go for a walk to the lanes. 

 The sky was largely clear. With bright sunshine. The aircraft vapour trails were quite persistent today. Leaving crosses across the sky. Lasting for up to a quarter of an hour. I saw a kestrel, a robin and a warbler. A tractor arrived to plough a roadside field.  

8.45 57F/14C. The bedroom window had misted over outside on my return. Then cleared again as the sun reached it. I'm off to cut some rockwool to size. To fit snugly into the window framework.

 9.20. I have fitted 150mm in two layers of overlapping rockwool in the open framework. It is better to stagger the joints to avoid cold spots. I replaced the doubled polythene as a DPM for the moment. I haven't decided on a wall covering yet. The original, decorative plywood is no longer available. Even if I wanted more of the same. I suppose I could use the woodwool-cement boards. There is also the matter of the attic's sloping ceilings. A new surface is badly needed.

 I am going into town to get some wooden wedges for the window. Plus a roll of narrow, fibreglass insulation to stuff around the edges. Which will be followed by a round sponge strip. I want some new curtain poles too. The original, antique poles are massive, gilded and have woodworm.

 12.00 64F/13C. Overcast. Just returned from town. I found everything I needed. The curtain poles were ridiculously expensive for a bit of cheap alloy tube. I'll see what I have lying about at home.

 13.00 65F/13C. Bright overcast.  Lunch. There was a generous length of the insulating and foam sealing materials. So I was easily able to seal from both sides of the window frame. Inside and out. The idea is that the window and its glazing, will not be damaged. If the building flexes or settles. 

 16.45  With the threat of heavy rain overnight I decided to tidy the garden. That took an hour and a half and I still haven't finished. A trailer full again for the recycling yard. Which isn't open until Wednesday. When I am at the farm museum. I could take the trailer with me. Put its tarpaulin cover on to keep it looking tidy. Then deliver the trailer load on the way home. 

 19.00. Despite it being 66F downstairs I was feeling cold. So I went round and closed all the windows which were on the catch. They had been that way for months. To help to ventilate the house. I added a second jumper to be more comfortable.

 20.15 Dinner was weird. It looked weird too. First I fried some mushrooms. Then I poured whipped eggs on top. The scrambled eggs stuck to the pan and had to be scraped off. Once on the plate I poured half a tin of chopped tomatoes on top. The result was a complete mess. Even a bit sloppy. But still quite tasty. 

 Tomorrow is my first day at the Tuesday cooking class.


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