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I would like to spout some shite about us farmers sons being able to reverse wee-short arrised trailers, BUT . . . you bes well correct Bob. Course iffen the cousin an me built one we could design in a long drawbar, or actually, erm, a telescopic one, hmmm he thinks . . . EDIT; Ah just remembered, way back about 1984 when we were at a TA Camp at Manorbier in South Wales, to fire the Blowpipe missiles, I watched in awe as Gunner Matt "Hellesby" Huston reversed a 110 Series III LR with the very short-arsed army trailer, flat out for a significent distance, say 25 to 50m. Because some SNCO said he could not do it. Seriously impressive to watch, specially as I would have carried the can iffen it hadda went wrong. But, hey, he worked on a farm.

I have been idly considering the purchase of a "wee handy", single axle trailer to tow behind the Rav4, to complement the rather sturdily constructed(aka heavy) 3500Kg Dale Kane trailer. Prices are currently putting me off, having looked at the cute IW single axle manual tipper at the APF show, and a few kinda similar others. Though the mesh sides on the DK have proved invaluable for carting the well tramped in bushes and other rubbish from the sons Belfast house. Which mass of tramped in brash is rather neatly removed en-mass/of-a-piece with the tractor loader and pallet toes. I should probably build another trailer with the cousin, though having totted up the price of bought in axles, lights, hitch, steel and galvansing etc. GULP!

Just spotted this post, I disconnected a humengeous plumbed-in solid fuel stove, the biggest Clearview I think, anyway 9kW to the water,9kW to the room) by simply doing away with the pipework and mostly draining the boiler. Obviously NOT capping the boiler connections. The daughter has been using it ever since without issue to burn wood.

Moderately heavy snow for us, but a lovely sunny blink about lunchtime. Power off all day from 09:00 until 16:00, for planned and notified maint works, but sitting at 25 to 26 deg in here with the woodstove coping nicely.

One would imagine the poor waif is starved! Hidi is as fat as a fool, and choose to leave the stove, demanding to go outside, because she saw me throwing a generous helping of crumbs out for the birds. She was probably out there for near an hour.

A pic of the ped gate.

Some people should NOT be allowed near a chainsaw, or a good tree.

The stile of these gates is forged into a cylinderical section at the bottom, which must have sat in a socket, the same way agricultural gates used to be swung.

Dumper, you know your gates, and you would be correct, (but I lazily used the Victorian label, since the house simply looks the defination of Victorian period too me) since the house was built between 1906 and 1912. The bottom socket is still in the concrete. Since the bottoms of the gate posts were rusty I just cut them off. I can kango the socket out? But why? Cheers

As I said, I would have sworn I took photos, but cannot find them. Will take pics tomorrow. If I remember. . . . Found these on messenger, derp! They were simply too narrow for modern cars, and rusty anyway.

Bugger! No image.Like wot I thought I had. Anyway, taking away a hedge and almost certainly late Victorian period gates, one double set for veh access, and a ped gate as well. They are rusty in parts, mostly the flat sections, but still loads of solid nom 3/4" square section bar, and they are seriously seriously heavy. So is the wrought iron likely to be of interest to someone in the blacksmith community, before I cart them to the scrappy. Marcus

Am or pm? Or up at 03:00 and knocking off at 13:00?

And, in extremis, significently drop the tyre pressures, until the sidewalls start to "squidge" or bulge. Assuming one has the means to reinflate them. Or not, depending on ones levels of desperation.

Erm, Generally glad of the excuse for a breather!

My perspective, way before TM was invented, starting from about 1976 when "under pressure" collecting barley straw and being needlessly held up by a non-working Water Service crew needlessly blocking a busyish road with an abandoned vehicle(with drivers door left wide open) and attatched plant trailer, while the steering wheel attendant talked football(or possibly politics) with his mates. Yer man the SWA was fully aware of Dad sitting waiting, but ignored him, and continuied to ignore him, until Dad started bumping the trailer with the front wheel of the tractor, which started the trailer nodding which moved the attatched vehicle. Yer man got the message and pissed off. Any then too too many years working with a thicko but connected chargehand who appeared to delight in blocking off streets, or street side parking for no good reason and for needlessly extended periods. I suspect it made him feel powerful and important. I also provided TM for the local tree surgeon felling ADB afflicted trees this past spring, though only on a surprising busy quiet country road(bloody RR driving school rum Mums!) And as a driver for 40+ years too many times being held up at hopelessly out of sync double red lights 25 to 50m apart on a clear straight road. Etc etc etc. I do appreciate that TM on 3 or 4 way junctions is a total bollocks, but on a short straight stretch of road, not so much. But despite my frustrations I never felt the least inclined to resort to violence. And I even wait at TM red lights when out on the bicycle!

Mark and Sam after work. Forgotten weapons Cutting edge engineering pty Fall of Civilizations Various train cab view channels Just watched a couple of very good productions about Capt Eric Brown RN and Sir Frank Whittle And listen to a lot of Larkin Poe Stuff the BBC/ITV

This last few years I fell the Sitka, and mechanically handle it leaving it stacked in a pile unprocessed for a year, at least, then when I start cutting and splitting it, it is so much drier and ergo lighter, which my ould done 63 year old back really really, really appreciates, this also gives the various bugs and beetles that require dead trees with the bark on a good chance to lay eggs and mature(leaving biro pen sized holes!), which must be good for the whole wildlife foodchain. Anyway after splitting and stacking the 0.5m3 billet bundles 4 high but uncovered for 1 more season I was taking them in at about 12% moisture, having picked a dry blowy spell to do so. And this is in piss-wet North Co. Antrim. Splitting and exposure to the wind is the key to drying, though my stack lies to the Sun as well.. So anyway, in my experience Sitka is easy dried.

"have a life" hmmmm?

There is also the need to disconnect the perhaps non-serious, or unintended, or trival even, nature of the causation, from the possibly very highly unlikely outcome, like a fatality. Life is, I suppose, a bit of a lottery. P.S. Am I correct that in respect of causing a death with a motor vehicle, whether charged with careless or reckless driving, that jail is basically a foregone conclusion, but crippling someone or leaving them in a wheelchair does not attract the same mandatory jail sentence?

Oddly, but I suspect, not uniquely, I find that I can sometimes backtrack mentally to what I was doing or where I was the last time I remember having had the "lost" item, and therefore find it. But on the more frequent occasions where this technique does not work and I then purely accidently find the "lost" item, I always get stunning crystal clear flashback memory of exactly what I was doing with it and why I set it just there. So wtf can I not experience this crystal clear flashback memory to help me find the bloody thing. The human brain sure is a strange animal.

Winter tyres were a revelation on the Skoda, Continentals from recall, but since the car came factory fitted with(no doubt long life) hard compound ditch-finder Turenzas, anything else round and black would have been an improvment. I did run the winter tyres done over the summer when they got a bit worn, and in conscience I never noticed any difference, except they probably wear out a bit faster due to the softer compound, but compared to owning and swopping a second of rims and tyres, prob cost effective to run even proper winter tyres the year round, so I will probably compromise and fit all seasons to the Rav4 when she needs new boots.

Out yesterday, midday for a 20 mile cycle, and the same today, just back, it was "interesting" shall we say, on the couple of untreated roads, had to get off and walk up one small hill, as I could not put any power down without the back wheel squirming. Then on the way back I managed a couple of 2 wheel drifts, where the Sun had thawed the ice just enough to leave it looking like a wet road. Really, like really, surprised I managed to stay upright. PHEW! Cos these old bones don't bounce so good!

Snowing, well more gentle hail here this morning, lying too. Dogs not impressed.

We had a heady +1 with rain yesterday morning, but at least no wind, still felt proper miserable though. I imagine sub zero with snow would actually have felt pleasenter!