….got cleaned up around yesterday. River? Please do NOT show this to Fred, he’ll want to redo that lean to. And fix its door. And paint it.
The fencing will most likely get burned. It’s rather rotted. But Gary has to put new wheel bearings in the front wheels of my John Deere so I can use the cart to haul them over to the burn pit. Too heavy to carry.
The woodchuck has gotten a bit of a reprieve with my back going out. But by hook or by crook he’ll be gone by next weekend. I can’t have it undermining my garage any more.
I HUNG 3 LOADS OF CLOTHES ON MY CLOTHESLINE THIS WEEKEND!!! Do you have a clue how HAPPY that made me???
I have another Chiro app’t at 4pm today. Hopefully this finishes it up. HATE hurting.
A three hole shit-house? You have trumped the blog which I have just finished writing for publication tomorrow (…Rebuild at Leisure) Oh well, publish and be damned, there’s nothing else for it! Check it out tomorrow. Hope the next Chiro works out and you’re back up to full speed soon. PS what is a woodchuck?
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A BAD rodent. Google it.
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OK, now I get it. Best sort it out before February 2nd or you could have all manner of trouble.
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I’ll try.
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What is that strange coffin shaped pile of stuff?
And no worries, I won’t show Fred. Though his remodel job might not look much better.
😉
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Those are slate shingles. I’m not sure what they used to be on.
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Nice. Polish them up and make yourself a patio.
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Not thick enough. Step on them, they break. less than 1/8″ thick.
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Oh, that’s too bad. We had a polished slate floor porch when I was young. It was lovely.
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Would be nice to have enough to do that 3 holer roof but there isn’t.
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lol. My grandpa built his, over the creek, so there were never any bad smells … our way. It was the 50’s. The environmentalists today would have had a field day with him on that one. I remember the adults guffawing about us never having to flush. I remember paying attention to which way the creek flowed too and made note not to play in that directions. I was only there for the summer and he also included different size holes, I guess for us little guys, but even so, the fear of falling into the flowing water below was rather intimidating.
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lol………..but remember. We ate more natural back then too. Not all that processed crap they have nowadays.
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That’s true. Oh my, Grandma used to make the best fried corn and okra and her homemade biscuits were to die for.
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Hehehe lol you mean the loo? 😂 fingers crossed the chiro can do magic on your back.
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Yup. There were TWO of them…just a foundation left of the other one.
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Over here the old terraces and period homes all had loos out the back of the block near the laneway so they could collect the waste.
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