When cleaning the van, I discovered that it previously had a name. Free Bird. I’m assuming that this was Lynyrd Skynyrd related, and that it’s a legacy of the van’s past life in the US.
There’s a trace of old lettering, facing outward on the dash. It has a hand painted look about it, although it’s very faint; I only spotted it when the sun was on the windscreen.
Another new discovery is that the reversing lights don’t work. On searching online for possible causes, it seems that, while the lights appear to be there, they may never have been wired (apparently, they didn’t always come as standard).
It’s nice to have a new interest.
I’ve spent today in the company of some beautiful people. This was a lovely day.
Me and my second in command by the Liffey.
It’s very warm in Kings Cliffe.
Looks warm at home too.
Technology is amazing.
While I’ve not had a single cigarette today, I did visit these establishments.
Answers on a postcard to firstname.lastname@example.org
There’s something comforting about an open fire.
This afternoon/evening saw my first visit to Wylam. I was extremely impressed with the Boathouse. Well, who wouldn’t be.
While there, a delivery occurred.
I may visit again soon.
After my third day in the shed this week, I’ve finally completed one wall.
Thankfully, it’s the biggest wall. And two others are already part done from the outside.
Somehow, I have leftover stone.
My plastering is back on form. An undercoat.
And the traditional end to the evening at the John Peel stage … these little town blues ….