when windows glaze

A leisurely start to the day that was kicked off by giving a saxophonist a lift to the stayshun. Without the sax I should point out. He doesn’t take it everywhere. That would be most inconvenient. For one it would be very easy to accidentally leave said sax in a cafe or other such calling point that fill a Saturday. Presumably.

I have a track record of leaving things places. Typically hats in taxis. In fact mostly hats, in taxis. We were on holiday with friends in 2020 and he left his wallet and passport in the hotel safe. This was only discovered when we were a ninety minute drive away. He might be reading this 🙂

The harmony in our house is at present somewhat discordant as yesterday the men came to start the process of window replacement. Sofas have been pulled away from the windows and have curtains draped across them, pun intended. In consequence there are fewer places to sit. I have managed to find somewhere dinnae fret.

Sitting as I am in the curtainless living room it is only in their naked state that the size of the windows becomes apparent. The existing, solidly built window frames must weigh quite a bit. One of the jobs we had to get done was to insert a lintel above the big living room window. When our house was built in 1939 they didn’t bother with lintels because the window frames were solid enough to take the weight of the bricks above. 

With the new plastic windows this is not the case. The new windows do come with benefits that we took into consideration when deciding to spend the kids’ inheritance. The noise levels are already discernibly down in our bedroom which was the first to be done. Never again will I need to employ a decorator to periodically apply paint to the window frames. No doubt when finished the new windows will also do a better job of keeping the heat in than the (nice) old leaded single glazed 1930s originals.

We wave goodbye with fondness to the old but look forward to the new. Entropy changes and the world moves on.

I’ve  been busy. Sanded down the tray that sits on top of Anne’s sewing box but which struggled to fit after it was painted. Took me ages and in the end had to dig out the orbital sander. Sorted now though which is good. Went through the box of old cables and chucked most of em. 

Finally lifted some beans and leeks for moving elsewhere and spread a bag of Mr Muck’s finest horse manure compost over the raised bed in readiness for the onions to go in tomorrow. Was going to do it this pm but it’s bloomin cold out so delayed until tomorrow but now had second thoughts and the onions are in. Got loads spare and will have a think where I can put them.

Also stuck some maps up in the shed including a reproduction 1st edition OS map of Lincoln and its surroundings for £2.50 inc p&p purchaysed from a kind soul on Facebook. There is also a map of Ireland picked up with a car hire sometime wayback when and the Scottish half of the map of Caravan and Motorhome Club sites. Finally a poster of Hornby model engines and a piece of correx from last year’s cancelled Beyond The Woods fest. All made possible having shifted a load of plastic storage containers to the store room in the house.

I have got an interesting Domesday map of Lincolnshire but it comes with the limited edition three volume set of the Lincolnshire bit of the Domesday book and I’ve decided to keep that in its box with the books.

There are a number of framed pictures and cigarette card collections that need to go up in the shed but the issue is weight. I don’t want to drill holes into the plasterboard and command hooks aren’t strong enough.

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