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Of pipes, brackets and buffers
7th October 2018
I thought I'd start with a bit of RS8 that will be, forever, Bristol.
Of keys and the ornamental pond
23rd September 2018
Hullo again.
Of departing vans
16th September 2018
Welcome back. Some of this week's plans didn't happen. Other parts ran late. Some of the week didn't get planned at all.
Of multiple Andrews
9th September 2018
Welcome back. As I drove up to Tunstead on Monday morning I began remembering various things that I had meant to bring and forgotten, plus hoping that things I hadn't found in the workshop were in fact hiding somewhere in the van.
Of shunts and tours
2nd September 2018
Feast or famine – at least as far as pictures go. Last week I had a load – this week? Rather less.
Of bolts, present and not
26th August 2018
Last week I had a dearth of pictures. This week? Well, it's scarcely a surfeit, but enough to be going on with. Read on, dear reader.
Of visitors and cameras
19th August 2018
A slightly briefer report this week, Steph's away at our daughters so on my return from the shed I had first to complete plant watering and cooking before even thinking about blog composition.
Of thinking and spraying
12th August 2018
You just cannot underestimate the power of the written word. Only last week I declared my dissatisfaction with the on-going heat and look! It's been raining today, we've had to have the lights on in the shed and I nearly took a sweater down with me. So, what if I declare that this week I'll win the lottery? Aah, hang on, I've seen a snag in that. I don't play.
Of sand and crate
22nd July 2018
Another sweltering week here at the Briddon Country PIle. The grounds around the mansion are parched. Part of the Darley Dale yard is transforming into a sandy desert. Oh hang on, that was the blasting contractor.
Of bogies, flats and vans
8th July 2018
Well we broke the 30 deg C barrier in the shed today, touching 30.1. Lots of tea and flavoured water to drink. Lots of sweat dripping off foreheads. But enough of that, let's get on with the week.