Plumber didn't show. I hope he does tomorrow. After three days abstinence I indulge on Thursdays and I hope it will be christening the new bath, with a bottle of red wine and a weekend magazine from the Australian that Annie keeps for me and gives me a bundle now and again. She's a ripper is Annie, but without a bathtub I haven't kept up with my reading of current affairs and opinion.
I heard a good one today..."Art is the umbrella in the shitstorm of life." I really like that.
I fed the bees again today, fourth time this winter. I'm so pleased all 5 hives have survived so far. I'll feed them again in a couple of weeks before we go to Fiji and with a bit luck they'll be OK when we get back in early September and able to gather their own supply then but the weather is the key to that.
We've had a couple of better days, but it's still freezing now. I have an electric sealed liquid heater under my thighs and a warm winter jacket on and it's still a struggle here in my office because of the cold. We've nearly run out of firewood again and I'll be out in the morning with trailer to try to find some dry stuff to keep us going till Fiji. The boys won't light the fire while we're away, they'll use electricity and gas to be sure. I've had the open fire going every night for three months bar one when we all went out.
To all who read this I hope you are well and keeping warm. I've ordered three metres of crushed rock for tomorrow morning delivery in order to repair our boggy driveway, and not before time, so the morning will be busy and I have stuff to pick as well as the plans to get some wood. Enough prattle, sweet dreams await I hope.
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