It looks as if at last
the work can begin to reline the chimneys, well I say reline,
actually whoever installed the stove dispensed with the need for this
rather important bit of kit and as a result the stoves can be
difficult to control and inclined to smoke, especially in windy
weather.
While we are on the
subject and at the risk of becoming a weather bore I must tell you
that the wind is still howling around the house like a demented
banshee and keeping us awake at night.
This mornings weather
forecast brought cold comfort...quite literally...as it seems that
the wind has changed direction and we shall shortly have our buns
frozen off by icy blasts from the the North, snow is also forecast.
Thank the gods I ordered more logs last week.
Back to the stoves, my
only fear is that the extreme weather will prevent the work from
going ahead, after all one cannot expect builders to totter about on
the roof or on scaffolding while a force 8 is blowing, it's just not
reasonable! The way things are progressing it will be during a
heatwave on August Bank Holiday before the stoves are working
properly! Oh well at least something other than our dustbin lid is
moving at last!
Progress is also being
made in the long running war between our two female cats. I do not
claim that they have suddenly become fond of each other but they do
appear to have declared armistice, and not before time. For two long
years we have endured their squabbles which have ranged from
swearing and spitting at each other to full scale warfare and
bloodshed.
We believe that the
advent of a certain handsome Tom cat has brought about this
miracle... long may it last.
I made a family sized
steak and onion pie for dinner and served it up with chips, lord how
the boys did tuck in, it's good to see Pa enjoying his meals again. I
have left them clearing the kitchen while I prepare the house for
another wild night by replenishing the oil lamps and placing candles
strategically about the house. I love candle light but lately I feel
as if I am living in the dark ages, low light levels during the day
and power outs at night are making me feel like a troglodyte.
During last night the
lights flickered so much that I was obliged to turn them off to
prevent the bulbs from blowing as they did a couple of nights ago.
In spite of the cold
and the dark signs of the coming Spring are becoming more noticeable
as each day passes, even the birds have been canoodleing in the
branches of the trees when ever there has been a short lull in the
storms, and I must say I admire their optimism; for the rest of the
time the poor little things have been at some pains to hang on to the
branches in the teeth of the fearsome wind:
I pity our friends in
the Shetlands who are having an even worse time of it than we are,
nightly battering s by hurricane force storms are causing much
difficulty and every day we hear of foundering ships , damage to
property and disruption to travel. It's enough to drive one to
drink, speaking of which it's well past time I poured myself a large
Island Malt so it's TTFN from me for the present.
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