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Monday, 5 October 2009

Now I've Seen It All

Well now I've seen it all.  Or was it divine intervention?  I washed my car yesterday.  This morning a cat with very muddy paws has walked all over it.  Not my cat.  I don't have one.  But not only that it decided to throw up all over the roof. It's never happened before.

Sunday, 4 October 2009

What's a Doorbell?

Adrian of Adrian's Images mentioned in a comment on my Art in Metal posting that it could be used as a doorbell.  Well, yes, it could.   The concept of a doorbell seems strange to me though.  I don't live in a flat or apartment.  I don't live in a town.  In fact I don't know anyone who lives near me here or in New Zealand who has a doorbell of which I am aware.  Anyone visiting me here in Eagleton would simply walk in to the porch and perhaps knock on the inside door as they opened it.  But then again they might simply put the kettle on and then come looking for me.  If they couldn't find me they'd know I was in the bathroom or my bedroom.  So they'd make the tea or coffee and wait for me to emerge.  I like it like that.

Sunday, Sunday

I woke today at 0545 and got up to watch the Japanese Grand Prix.  It wasn't worth it to be honest although the final outcome was satisfactory.....sort of.   As dawn broke it became apparent that the storms of the last few days had abated and the sky was clear.  The sun rose and turned the day into perfection albeit slightly cool perfection.  The forecast for the beginning of the week is not good and I go away on Wednesday for my hospital check-up and return on Saturday.  So I will lose four days from the run-up to my departure for New Zealand.  That leaves me less than 10 days to do all that I need to do to the house and garden before I depart.

So I took a decision.  I decided to put up the windbreak netting in the garden.  Marcel and I had put in the posts when he stayed but it was too windy to do the netting.  It's the first time in 34 years I've worked in the garden in full public view on a Sunday.  My neighbours who would be upset are away.  It's not a question of hypocrisy but of respect.  I wouldn't want to do something openly in front of them which would offend them. because they are the most wonderful neighbours that anyone could have.  I decided not to cut the grass because that would be noisy.  However I need not have worried.  The township buzzed to the sound of lawnmowers and flymos (weedwhackers).  And not a one was wielded by an incomer.  The washing fluttered on the lines.  Someone mended their roof.  Things they are a changin'.

Well, actually perhaps they are not changing as suddenly as we think  People washed their cars in Stornoway when I came to the Island.  Over the years many things have gradually changed.  Because change happens.  I am personally very pleased that the planes run on Sunday.  I find it convenient and it was on a Sunday that I was told that Andy was dying and I needed to get to the hospital.  I am pleased that the ferries sail on a Sunday now.  I will not be pleased if the supermarkets open on a Sunday.  I think it will be unnecessary.  I don't think they will because unless only one (presumably Tesco) opens it will not make economic sense.  But whatever happens those of the community who want to observe the Sabbath may do so.  And those who want to do other things on a Sunday are likewise free to do them.

It's 1am and All's Well

I am sitting in bed.  I'm cosy and warm.  I have Samantha on my lap.  I've been writing to a friend.  I should now go to sleep.  In fact if I don't I shall.  If you see what I mean.  I'm listening to Alkan's piano music.  I only discovered him in the last year or so and only started listening to him properly very recently.  Life is good.  In fact life is excellent.