The mower, that is.
The steering rod bracket arrived today. Spot the difference 😀
Fitting the new one was a doddle as long as you remember to get the bracket the right way up and make sure the steering wheel is centred on the rack. Probably took all of fifteen minutes including pumping the tyres up afterwards and putting the mower away so it wouldn’t be out in the rain (hardly any of which actually arrived).
I’ve made up some more drawers for the last unit I’ll have on this side of the workshop.
Not really happy with the fit of the lower two (they don’t slide easily enough), so I’ll adjust those as soon as I can.
Meantime I’ve decided that I need to get on with whatever is going to go here so I can put the chopsaw on top.
Another couple of units, probably with shelves, I think.
Once that’s done I might spend a bit of time actually sorting through some of the “stuff” that has accumulated over the last twenty years. Perhaps even (ssshhh!) throw some of it out.
Just prior to the mower suffering catastrophic failure a couple of days back, we’d run out of space in the current compost bin. Fortunately it has now settled a little and has space for more. It was literally full to the brim when we left it. We’d carefully built material up to support a large mound in the middle.
It’s getting a bit toasty in there, too.
I must get on with spreading the compost in the next bin to be filled as I’m sure it won’t be possible to get much more in soon.
And if I were the cat, I’d not be too keen to snooze in the unused “storage” bay (the one that I will turn compost into first towards the end of Autumn). Could far too easily end up being added to the compost 😀
“Delivered”. In strong winds. And no-one was even home to take them indoors. You can see that one parcel has even made a break for it already.
It’s like riding a roller coaster.
And then from the evening.
I had a medication review today. We’ve decided to change things yet again. I’ve no idea what difference it will make, but the doctor suggested not taking my BP for a while to see what happens. It does rather feel like we’re just messing about trying different things in the hope that we’ll eventually come across a combination that works. Or I have a heart attack and die, of course. That would also solve the problem 😀
Another morning (pre meds) reading. Grrr.
My daughter was mowing the grass with the ride-on mower today when she experienced a sudden loss of steering. It quickly became obvious why.
The bracket that actually turns the wheel has snapped in two. Fortunately I’ve managed to find a replacement online and it’s not even expensive. Unlike the postage, which costs as much as the part 🙁 All ordered now and hopefully the mowing should be completed in a couple of days when it turns up.
Today’s harvest from the plot.
The asparagus is pretty much expected, but the potatoes came from the sacks that I planted up in the greenhouse back in January. In the process of harvesting them I de-homed quite a few ants that were quite upset about it. The peas are actually from a few pods I collected off the peas for shoots that have been in the polytunnel. They’re now past harvesting for shoots, so the plants are on their way to the compost bin and I “rescued” the few pods that I found.
I finally found some time to get the last two units for the run on this wall made up.
During the tidying up that I’ve been able to do since making these cabinets, I even found a few ready-made drawer runners, so I’ve put those into one of them. The other I’ll probably leave with that shelf in.
There is room for one more unit in this run, but it would make access to the end of the lathe (hiding behind the scrap in this photo) awkward, so I’ll cover up the bare wall with something and use the space a different way. Not sure how yet. I might leave that and move on with other stuff.
Blood pressure readings from morning and evening the day after the previous post.
So, in the morning before taking the meds, one day I get 223 and the next 145. How does that make sense? I’m not aware that I’m doing anything different in either case. My morning routine is pretty regular. I’ve not nipped out and run a marathon and forgotten about it, though if I had perhaps that would explain why I feel so lost.
