25 November 2015
Just another work day, ready to start - just enjoying a cup of tea in the greenhouse of the cathedral window ...
After a morning's plastering, we decided to get some logs cut and stacked, as supplies were low. The chainsaw, however, wouldn't start. Dave spent an hour on it, then stormed out in search of a new sparkplug, vowing never to buy another thing with an internal combustion engine (and I think he means it). The Sheep Man and his flock were in the next field, so I waved and said hello, and on impulse, asked him if he'd like a look round the house. The sheep come by most days, so he'll have been watching our progress, and was possibly curious. He was, and was very pleased to be invited in. The sheep came too.
I mentioned (in pidgin Greek) that we were a couple of bales short (possibly) of a good finish, and he offered to send some round, I offered to pay, but he said no, and by lunchtime they had arrived. So now we have a reserve supply for making chopped straw for plaster and for stuffing any gaps. But the chainsaw still wouldn't start.
Just another work day, ready to start - just enjoying a cup of tea in the greenhouse of the cathedral window ...
I mentioned (in pidgin Greek) that we were a couple of bales short (possibly) of a good finish, and he offered to send some round, I offered to pay, but he said no, and by lunchtime they had arrived. So now we have a reserve supply for making chopped straw for plaster and for stuffing any gaps. But the chainsaw still wouldn't start.
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