Sunday, 9 August 2009

Naughty slacking blogger....

Oh dear what a bad blogger I am...a whole week without comment. Freya and I took off for Ayr on Tuesday for an unexpected break at a friends house after dropping Toby and Rosie off for a week on the Oceans wave sailing around Mull and Jura. They had a great time and so did we! At last we got to see Howard and Myrna's lovely house (so clean and tidy!) and had a very pleasant lunch with them. Back to B and B land now, full pretty much every night and as always with some very nice people indeed!

The “Then” blog. For details see entry for March 7th 2009. In brief the restoration of Claonairigh House.
Monday 3rd August 1992
Boy did it rain last night! Midges all drowned
Checked on oak logs in river, not only have both logs gone both tree trunks have also gone out to sea! Well this is hopefully the last night of powerless life (light is very useful when it is dark!) sorted screws, repaired porch window, cleared some rubble out of bathroom, dug driveway up to porch.
The “Then” blog. For details see entry for March 7th 2009. In brief the restoration of Claonairigh House.
Tuesday august 4th 1992
Showers, heavy rain no midges
Dad arrived 09.00 connected batteries to my car and caravan...POWER!! Unloaded Dad’s car various items. Lead and wine (home brew) most important. Dug up driveway to croquet lawn. Patched up kitchen roof, removed old porch roof. Found a large section of oak tree down on beach.
Wednesday August 5th
Showers, few midges (Garret)
Went to Lochgilphead. Paid in some cheques. Coop, 5 star and saw from Harcross, went to council and gave Mr Halliday the estimate. Fitted lintels and wall plates to porch burnt half roof. Mr and Mrs Milner came, showed them round the estate, seemed to like it. Fitted window locks.
Thursday 6th august
Fine and sunny no midges until 20.00 then there were clouds!!
Parched up the porch window frame made and fitted A frames and bricked up the gable end. Rang Fee worked until 22.30
Friday 7th August 1992
Fine and sunny clear skies
Arrived after 5 1/2hr journey-found one father-in-law but no husband. G was away visiting neighbours and sorting out Mum’s accommodation next weekend. Touching reunion between man and dog! Petere working hard to get porch roof covered before next rain. Tess ecstatic to be back.
Saturday august 8th
Fine am midges/drizzling pm
G and P had a ½ day off when we went to teh mid Argyll agricultural show in the Kilmartin Valley. Idyllic scene with marquees and animal pens scattered over a smooth green field. Over the normal show noises were the constant releasing of cartridges indicating the grouse shoot and the merry voice of the commentator which became increasingly more merry as the afternoon wore on. I went to the campsite to ring Mum and Linda on the bike only slightly hampered by the absence of a back brake. It took aprox 3 minutes to get there and about 20 to get back. All well at home, Mum reassured that she won’t have to suffer Chez corner just yet. P and G had their noses back to the grindstone pm emptying the porch which is half full of well-stamped down rubble. I am now pretending to prepare supper (Hare Casserole followed b baked bananas) whilst in reality listening to the Archers and tasting some excellent elderberry wine-what a life! PS Stand corrected-clay pigeon shooting!!
Sunday August 9th 1992
Shattered showers midges pm
Woke late 10am wonderful what hard work and elderberry wine (well, mostly the wine in my case) will do for you. G and P fitting casement and repairing the porch door. I started scrubbing the lime off the stonework on the house side of house wall inside the porch. Will look great when finished. Continued to extend the drive pm. Went for bike ride with Tess, or rather took Tess and bike for a walk. When one is of a nervous disposition the thought of hurling oneself off the edge of a small cliff with no back brakes is a bit daunting. The consequence of this is that I walk down the hills because of fear and then walk up the other side due to a lack of fitness. Had a wonderful shower pm courtesy of the campsite.

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