Doug Tait

Well that was an interesting breakfast, discovered I'm at the centre of village gossip, currently known as the angel of the moor! The other night on the moor walking Cassie, the whole time we could hear Dai, the Welshman of the village (mid 80's) shouting forlornly into the darkness, "Jack... Jack... Jack...". Obvious he'd lost his collie again. Well Jack came to say hello to us so I took his collar and headed for Dai's voice. He was a bit flustered to be fair, he'd been out for a while and the darkness had caught him out. The poor bugger fell over so I got him up and found his keys dropped in the heather, then had to show him where his car was as he'd become so disorientated. No big deal I thought, just what you do. But Dai sees it differently! Telling anyone that he meets the tree guy saved his life on the moor, in his hour of need he'd asked the lord for help and I came to him like an angel from the darkness. I've had a few texts about it but half the people we met this morning were laughing saying "so you're the angel of the moor, saved Dai's life he's saying". I was even introduced to someone's husband as the angel! I've been called a lot worse and breakfast was lovely so not a bad morning was had.

Think I'll be using the code later today Rob, thanks very much! Will get you a pic when I can.

Morning. Pretty miserable here yesterday but not as bad as the forecast suggested. Only went out to walk the dog anyway. Looks better today, heading out with friends for a breakfast. Good day all.

A woman hears a humming sound when passing her daughter's bedroom, she goes in to find her daughter naked using a vibrator. "What on earth are you doing?" she says. "I'm 35yrs old mum, this is the closest I'll ever get to having a husband!". The following week dad hears a humming from the basement and goes down to find his daughter naked with her vibrator. "What on earth are you doing?" he asks. "Dad I'm 35yrs old, this is the closest I'll ever get to having a husband!". Come the weekend the daughter gets home from the shops to find her dad on the couch in front of the TV with the vibrator humming beside him. "What on earth are you doing dad?" she shouts. "Calm down dear, I'm just spending some quality time with my new son in law".

Morning all. Been windy through the night and an amber warning for rain all day, won't be going far today so my weekend has started! Have a good day all.

Not sure I'm understanding either but I think it's self tending too efficiently, with the weight of 20m of rope below any slack just runs through? If so as Mark said just load the hitch a little to get it to bite.

So you're free to do a reduction in line with BS without permission then, according to the gov. Dan beat me to it!

That's the business. Perfect on the picker bonnet!

Morning arbtalkers. Second day on the convoy job been postponed due to weather forecast, windy today. We're taking mewp to do some more cutting on the route instead, that'll be interesting when the wind gets up! Hope maybelateron is improving today, have a good day all.

That was a close one Jake, if you'd have cut right through the pouch you'd have lost your baccy!

Yes they're trying to minimise the area of tailswing. They were particularly bothered about going into airspace without permission as apparently the landowner can invoice them for use, they said some Councils can be terrible for it. Just one of the reasons the drone filmed everything.

Couple of times I went up in the mewp sawdust was falling straight down to the ground, not a breath of wind. The tip of the blade is measuring wind speed continuously and the guy controlling the blade has option to rotate to deal with a little side wind but it's very weather dependant. It's due to travel again Wed/Thurs but forecast not too good.

Posted on this thread a while back about the convoy route cutting we were doing, today was the first turbine blade to start the journey. We are travelling with them just in case, had to cut a couple of branches but nothing of note. 10hr day, 8hrs moving with the convoy to their first layover, we travelled 10mls. Another 2 days the same and the first blade (of 21 in total) will be delivered to site. Everything walking speed but fantastic to watch. Driver in the cab for forward propulsion, driver at rear is steering 2 trailers (96 wheels!), another guy operating trailer camber to keep the bed level, and a fourth lifting/rotating the blade itself. A young lad with a drone filming everything they did. Afraid I had to stay close in front of them with the mewp so pics all from similar angle.

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Morning all. Looks like being an interesting week here. Regulars may remember we did a big road job for a wind turbine convoy route, after many delays the convoy starts today. Off to pick up the lorry mounted mewp this morning then on to a rams with the convoy people. Really been looking forward to this! 10-4 rubber duck.

A fine example of the Scottish school dentist chair, circa mid-late 1980's.

It's often the less dramatic stuff that gets you. For all the climbing and mewping the worst 'fall from height' I've suffered was slipping off the 2nd rung up on a stepladder, feet went through and I landed backwards on my head, saw a lot of stars for a while. Hope you mend quickly.

Guy goes to the Doctor. "yyyou have ttttto hhhelp DDDoc, mmy ssstuterring is mm mmaking life ssso dddificult". After many tests the Doctor says "it's your massive penis that's the problem. The blood flow required to achieve the erection of something that size means your brain isn't getting what it needs to function. The only solution is partial amputation, around 4 or 5 inches should be removed". After the operation the guy's speech is fine but he returns to the Doc to complain. He's been unable to sleep with a woman since because they find his scarred and stunted looking penis repulsive, so he begs the Doc to help make life better for him by reattaching it. "Cccan't hhhelp I'm aafraid, hhhaving the ttime of mmmy life!"

To be honest (don't tell Jake this whatever you do!) Mrs Miggins garden ain't all that. Don't damage the lawn, watch out for the begonias, the edging is fragile, that pointless random sandstone slab in the drop zone, the rotten trinket in the border that the grandkids brought from Spain, dearly departed Tiddles is buried at the base of the tree, or the neighbours daughter must have silence for a zoom interview for uni so dismantle our large Birch in 37mins (Jake was out with us that day!). I much prefer the jobs around rivers, woodlands, schools, and roads except for the lack of hospitality. Why do we never get offered spotted dick and custard on school jobs?

Just because you fell in monoculture, there's nothing/no-one to hear your saw! Mrs Miggins really prefers us arb's to be more civilised around her precious trees. Besides, Blackbriar has taught us by his randomly timed appearance on the daily register that early morning isn't a thing, To quote him "morning is when I turn up".

Working close enough to home today that if I wasn't cutting I'd have heard the saws. A small clearfell for an access road to a new development. A lot of the walls in our town are built from reclaimed stone, pillaged from Melrose Abbey after it was attacked and burned to a ruin in 1385 by Richard II's army. All over there are random stones to be found with carvings, shapes and masons marks on them. Uncovered a few I'd never seen today when some ivy came off the wall which surprised me as I spent a lot of time playing and scrumping fruit in this area as a youngster. Unfortunately some of the fruit trees that I fed from are gone in the chip trailer now! MOV_0513.mp4

Morning all. Bit of a shock to the system at 2C this morning, brrrr. Have a good one.

Morning

Vids would be good to see.

They won't but you'll be forever known as Burst Stan.