Well, it was something like that that Shakespeare (or Bacon) wrote in "Richard II" - and quite right too.
If you click on the pic to enlarge it you'll see exactly what the weather was like today - miserable, grey and overcast. And in a desperate attempt to drum up business the local sports shop in Montlucon was having a tent demonstration. I suppose the idea is that you go and have a look and choose the one that has let in the least water.
The end of season sales are going to be exciting stuff - all these shops having bought all of this summer and camping gear and no-one will have bought anything. There will be tons of stuff on offer.
I also went to the tyre fitters to have Caliburn's new tyres fitted. And seeing that I've spent so much money in there this last week he let me off the puncture repair from the other day which was nice of him. But I'm not too impressed with the scrapyard at Durdat.
"Have you got any 15-inch wheels for a Ford Transit?"
"No we haven't" replied the manager
"Not even on that one there?" I said, indicating a late-1980s Transit that was partly dismantled down in the corner but still had its 4 wheels on.
"No. Sorry".
You can't even give money away to people these days. It's too much trouble for someone to go down the yard with a trolley jack and a wheelbrace. Of course in the good old days before Health and Safety you could go down the yard yourself with a trolley jack and a wheelbrace but National Government has put paid to that.
It's quite ironic really - they talk about saving natural resources and energy and so do all that they can to encourage recycling, and then another Government department comes along and does its best to stop you recycling anything. Car scrapyards has been one of the earliest forms of recycling and is sooo environmentally-friendly yet they are doing away with it so that you have to buy new stuff thatnks to the arm-twisting that the Auto Lobby applies to politicians. I spend a lot of time in scrapyards - many things that I use in my Renewable Energy projects are from old cars - 12-volt clocks, cables, fuse boxes and the like and I don't really know what I want until I go down a yard and have a nosey around.
But I digress.
I had no plans to but anything in Brico Depot and so the bill of over €160 took me by surprise. But it's all useful stuff, including the huge drum of wood-treatment for the new barn roof timbers, 4 sacks of cement in case we need it for the roof and three sacks of chalk for me to do the end wall.
I drove off from LIDL with my two cartons of orange juice on the bonnet of Caliburn and when I got to the swimming baths at Neris there was one still on. How about that?
And I'm nice and clean now for a change, and talking of change I'll be changing the bedding too so that I can make the most of it. Tomorrow I was supposed to help Katie at the brocante but she's called it off - apparently they've announced a torrential downpour all day. But so that I wouldn't be lonely, Bill rang me up. His car has broken down and if it's not a simple repair he will need me to tow him back from St Eloy tomorrow.
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