I didn’t feel like doing anything on Friday when I arose from sleep. Oh there were plenty of things to do but I simply felt I hadn’t the energy to do them so they were left. I want to install or rather reinstall the switch together with the photo detector which will allow the garage light to come on automatically when it is dark and the garage door is opened. I had the same arrangement on the old door and now the new door installation is finally complete I am free to do the work. Another small job I want to do is to paint over the underside of the galvanised steel beam which spans the garage opening. I may install an extra light in the garage too.
On the Monday of last week we had our green wheelie bins emptied, that is they were supposed to empty them. However, when I looked inside them neither had been emptied properly, one being half full and the other a third full. E had contacted the local authority to ask why the bins hadn’t been emptied properly and they made a note of it. By Friday nothing had been done so I gave them another call and was basically fobbed-off with excuses. I explained that whilst we were paying for the bins to be emptied (through our rates) we expected them to be emptied. Why pay for a service which is not carried out? I was informed that nothing could be done. That meant we would have to wait until the next visit for the bins to be emptied. I was a little annoyed at their attitude and was tempted to write and complain but I changed my mind. I brought the bins back in from the road and emptied their contents of leaves onto the drive. I left Nature to do the rest! It can get quite windy around here and they may end up back in the road. That will mean the local authority can sweep them up if they’ve a mind to. The problem with the local council employees who empty the waste bins is that they are not very conscientious at times. Despite my feeling listless and not wanting to do much I decided to go for a long walk before lunch and felt much the better for it.
I had been very busy almost every day during the week but come Thursday I felt so tired and weary and struggled to do anything. However I did work but at a more leisurely pace. I started a little later too but only a half-hour or so. The filling in between the paving slabs, the ones I had laid so far, had been done the day before but there remained a small area next to the new steps that I had left because I wanted to plan what I was going to do there. I had decided to add another course of bricks to those already there first so that I could maintain the thickness of the screed to match the paving slabs. It meant that on the paving slab side half of the height of the bricks would be covered leaving a few centimetres showing to enable me to fit some natural stone capping on top. On the other side of the steps I needed to build up the groundwork to enable a couple of extra bricks to be laid there for the same reason. First though I had to see if I could dig out some usable bricks, sixteen to be precise, from the heap of second-hand bricks we have lying about by the small greenhouse. Most of them were still covered with mortar or cement so I had to chisel that off. After some time I managed to get the sixteen bricks I needed. I broke up a few more and used them as rubble where I had to lay some concrete to allow the extra bricks on the right-hand side of the steps to be laid later. I chose to mix all the concrete I needed in the wheelbarrow because that much would be enough. I didn’t want to use the mixer and then have to clean it out just for the one mix. So I fixed some shuttering where it was needed and then laid the concrete, covering it up to protect it from the rain which was forecast overnight. I would be able to lay all the bricks and perhaps finish the laying of concrete that had been left undone. The following day, Friday, I had the time to continues with the work. Friday was a much welcomed cooler day. It had been raining in the early hours of the day but at nine o’clock when I started the work it was fine and sunny. I wanted to lay the extra course of bricks on both sides of the steps and then finish laying the concrete on the left of the steps. I managed to do that but just as I was smoothing out the concrete it began to rain. It was a light shower but it got heavier after a few minutes so I had to scramble and look for something to cover the area while I finished the work. I got drenched in the process but I was able to finish the work as best I could. Considering the situation I think I did well. Later and after lunch I returned outside and re-arranged the covering that I had hastened to set up as it was and as you see in this picture. I would leave it that way until Saturday morning just in case it rained again. So now the two walls alongside the steps are one brick higher and apart from a couple of small finishing off cementing jobs on the left of the flowerbed that side is complete. The next phase will be to level the ground on the right-hand side of the flowerbed and lay the four paving slabs which remain. It was around noon on Thursday by the time I had finished what I had to do on that day and to be honest I was glad I could rest for a while from the work at least. Before lunch I drove off to the place where I had purchased the natural stone slabs for capping the flowerbed. Some of my readers may remember that I had purchased three more than I had needed for that job although it was the guy at the depot who had made the wrong calculation but I intended to use them elsewhere and kept them. I will be using them to cap the bricks around the new steps and also on top of the small wall behind which I recently poured concrete to strengthen it. However I needed one extra slab at 600 mm in length and three others at 300 mm in length. I would then have four long slabs and three half the length to do the work. I bought an extra bag of cement at the same time to save another visit to the builders merchant. I needed fuel for the van so I made the detour to the filling station before driving home but on the way to the filling station I received a call for my electrical services from an old couple living in the next town. I got the fuel then dropped the materials off home before driving to the job. I was there less than an hour but it covered the cost of the fuel and the building materials I had just purchased with a little over too.
Apathy. The day started well enough considering it was Monday, back to work day and the fact that I’d a restless night’s sleep. I had one electrical job to do at nine o’clock but I left the house much earlier in order to pay a visit to the builder’s merchant. I needed more materials. In my last post I mentioned I might have most of it delivered whilst carrying some of it home in the van but as I was going to work the van was full of my electrical gear so I arranged for all of it to be delivered the next morning, Tuesday. I did have some materials left over at home. When I arrived at the house where I was to work and assessed the customers requirements I decided against doing it explaining to them that it was too much work for me to do because of my age. I had gotten the impression over the phone that the work was much simpler but like so often people get you to their homes and then begin to expand and add work to the original request. Much of the work involved lifting floorboards and chiselling out walls and the house was carpeted and furnished. I knew I wouldn’t get much help from the customer in moving stuff around which made the prospect even more daunting. I seldom carry out installation work these days unless I know it will be easy. I was feeling a little tired too and weary of it all. Apathy had set in. I needed a break or at least a good night’s sleep but the day was young and I couldn’t simply sit around doing nothing. I telephoned a younger female electrician friend and offered her the work and she arranged a visit that morning. I drove home and put the van away. I wanted to strengthen the small wall of the Plot at the pathway as part of the general work I have been doing there so I decided that was to be my work for the morning.
However, I couldn’t complete it as I didn’t have enough materials. Nevertheless I made a start by digging out the rear of the wall and putting some shuttering in before mixing the concrete and pouring it in the space. I used some scrap plasterboard as a sacrificial shutter for I wouldn’t be removing it later, it would be pointless. Had it been timber then I would have removed it once the concrete had set. I started at the point nearest the patio where the last Laurel bush stands for I knew there would be roots to contend with and sure enough there were. Part of the wall nearest the new steps has already been partially concreted , done when I was working around the steps earlier. Had this wall been left as a single brick structure it may have been subject to being slowly pushed down because of the Laurel. I will take the concrete to the height of the existing bricks and top the wall with natural stone later. At the time of writing there remains more concrete work to do behind this wall but it will be easier to do away from the main roots of the Laurel. After lunch I was beginning to feel better so I got my drill and screwdriver out and installed the steel-wire-armoured cable for the lamp post, when it arrives! I called the supplier regarding the delivery date but they were unable to tell me at that time. Anyway here are two pictures of the cable which runs from the patio to the corner of the garden where the lamp post will stand.
The cable runs down the wall behind the washing line pole to a spot on the other side of the patio wall in the foreground. The electrical connection box and sensor will be fitted there as it is the north (almost) side of the wall. The cable is hardly noticeable even close-up as you can see because it is under the lip of the capping stones.
I woke up well enough but as the day wore on I became more and more listless and tired. It was Thursday and as I had nothing scheduled except for one job and that was to simply install a replacement oven for someone. I had to wait for the call to let me know the oven had been delivered so I thought I could simply rest at home for a while. I got the call late morning and was back home for lunch. E in the meantime had gone out shopping. Later in the afternoon I got another call and went to do that work. By the time I had returned home I was feeling really tired indeed but it wasn’t the work, it was I thought a cold judging by the way I was feeling. I needed rejuvenating!
(The Rejuvenation Cure, 1525, (1949). A print from 1525 showing the oven which transformed women into beautiful young girls. From A Smile Among Friends. [Alb. Cammermeyers Forlag, Norway, 1949] Artist: Unknown)
The weather hadn’t helped for it had been wet and dull most of the day and it was cold. The calls kept coming in the evening though most of them I rejected. It meant though that I had work on Friday morning and I was hoping I would be feeling better by then. I had to arise early anyway as we were expecting the delivery of a new mattress for the small bedroom any time after seven o’clock (it arrived at ten) and Friday is the day for waste collection so the bins had to be taken out. We don’t leave the bins out all night because of others disposing their rubbish in them. That I don’t mind but when they put the wrong waste in them, that I don’t like. There has been a spate of fly tipping over the last couple of months at the top end of our road and our local council don’t appear to have made an effort to catch the people responsible. We have had indiscriminate waste disposal in our own bins once or twice. I don’t mind getting up early to put the bins out and some weeks we don’t put any bins out because there is little in them. Anyway the weekend beckoned and I was hoping things would get better. It did.
Whenever I am feeling tired this song plays in my mind. Hardly surprising I suppose. I think my lifestyle is catching up on me though, the work I mean. Over the last couple of days I have felt drained and not wanting to do anything that means getting out of an armchair yet at the same time I am ready to work and go out of my way to do it. The strange thing is that when I am working I feel great. It is only when I stop do I feel tired. I am at my best when doing some work. Over the weekend just passed I had done next to nothing, the only exception was the planting of some flowers in the new flowerbed and in fact E did half the work anyway. It must have taken us a whole ten minutes! So on Monday morning I was glad that I had an electrical job to do about a mile from home. Actually it was a few small jobs rather than just the one. They didn’t take me long to do and I spent more time chatting with the lady than what I had spent doing the work. It pretty much took up the morning and I was home for lunch. A few weeks ago whilst sitting on the throne in the new bathroom upstairs I noticed that one of the lights flickered when first turned on and I forgot all about it until last Monday and as I had some spare time I investigated the matter. I found that the cable connections could be tightened and I think that was the problem for the light seems okay now after my tightening them up. That took a whole five minutes too. I was bored. I am waiting for an improvement in the weather so that I can construct the other two flowerbeds on the patio. I am waiting for an opportunity to start refurbishing one of the bedrooms but until my two sons let me know what of their possessions stored in there do they actually want to keep! We need a small skip (dumpster) to dump some of it, beds, chairs, cases, all sorts of rubbish no longer required. So I have things to do but cannot do them and in the meantime…………………….
E walked up the road to post a letter on Saturday afternoon and had seen a builder loading bricks on to his trailer outside another house and had chatted with him. When she arrived back home she told me that a builder was going to call in to give us a quote for the building work we plan for our proposed garden toilet. We have asked her nephew to give us a quote but he is that busy he hasn’t done so. He has promised to do the necessary structural repairs to our son’s new house in the near future so we will not press him to work here. I was going to do most of the work myself now anyway but as she had asked this builder to give us a quote I may ask him to do it instead. Anyway he called by a few minutes later and looked at the job. His rough estimate sounded very favourable so if his formal quote is similar I may allow him to do it together with rebuilding that part of the garden wall which needs repairing behind the ‘mound’. Sunday was a really lovely day though just a tad windy at times for my liking. It was warm and sunny with end to end blur skies. Our youngest son had spent the weekend here with us, that is when he actually stopped long enough! He and his girlfriend are waiting to sign the documents enabling them to finally move into their first house. If my readers remember they had moved out of the apartment they were renting some weeks ago and only for the fact that a friend of his had allowed them to use the top floor of his house they would have had nowhere to live. They have been paying £100 per week though for the privilege which is only fair. Well he told me that they will be able to sign those documents on Monday, that is the Monday just passed. I hope everything goes well for them. He has left his car on our driveway until he can sell it on as I explained in a recent post. He asked us if he could have his lunch before 1 o’clock thinking we might have been having a roast dinner which we sometimes do. However we hadn’t planned and didn’t actually have a joint of meat anyway but we did have plenty of meats suitable for cooking on a barbecue, so that’s what we did. The weather was ideal for a barbecue. Last year we didn’t use the barbecue much but so far this year we have used it a number of times. Although I like eating barbecued food I didn’t each much this time. About an hour later our son drove back to Manchester and we went indoors for a short while. E was restless and she told me that she wanted to post some mail and then go to a supermarket to purchase some bedding plants for the garden. She asked if I would like to go too. I wasn’t feeling up to it but I said I would go with her and off we went. They have a large garden centre to the rear of the store which is stocked with all sorts of plants and trees and E soon had a few plants in the trolley. We were back home within the hour. Normally we would have used the Dobbies garden centre but as it was a Sunday afternoon they had closed for the rest of the day. I think they remain open for just four hours on a Sunday. By the time we got home I was feeling very tired and drained of energy. I was thinking the reason for that was that I have been working too much lately but in reality after my evening meal I felt invigorated. It appears that all I needed was an energy input! So my conclusion was wrong after all.
Does anyone remember the old flat batteries that delivered something like 4.5 volts to power torches (flashlights)? They had two strips of brass sticking out at the top, one shorter than the other to enable it to connect to the bulb. I don’t think they make them like that anymore but I know where I can find one, metaphorically speaking. Inside me! My batteries are something like that, flat! I had a small job to do on Wednesday morning for a woman I knew some years ago who worked for an establishment in which I used to provide a maintenance service. The job wasn’t much and took me about a half-hour to complete but we spent another hour chatting and catching up on things. As the weather forecast for the day wasn’t very promising because rain was predicted I wasn’t in too much of a hurry to return home, E had taken our granddaughter and daughter-in-law off to a children’s birthday party celebration for the morning so neither of us had planned on doing any work in the garden. However the promised rain didn’t materialise and I thought about spending a little time out in the garden but it was fast approaching lunchtime so I deferred doing that until later. After a small lunch I went out and did some more work digging away at the mound. Now it appears that the further I go into the mound the more builders rubble I am digging out. I removed three large concrete slabs and a few large blocks of concrete, some more house bricks, plastic bags, rotten timber and countless small stones in the space of the hour I was out there. That is aside of the soil and roots I dug out too! I have to admit I was feeling too tired to do anymore so I decided to call it a day and return indoors. I was scheduled to do some electrical work the following day, Thursday, and I didn’t want to overdo things. Just as I was about to go inside E returned and came into the garden directly from the rear door of the garage in which she parks her car. Normally she wouldn’t do that but use the front door to the house, after all I could have still been out. She must have assumed I was at home because the gates to the path leading to the other garage in which I park my van were closed as they normally are when I am not out driving. I guess she must also have assumed that I would be in the garden though I could have been out on foot somewhere. I sometimes think I get taken for granted. As she approached seemingly ready to join in with the work I told her that I’d had enough of working and was about to go indoors. As it happened it didn’t rain at all even though I’d seen the forecast only a couple of hours previously stating that it would! I couldn’t do much more anyhow, my batteries were flat! When we got indoors I was treated to a large cappuccino from E.