Monday, January 31, 2011
Getting My Jugs Out
Well my dear friends, you will be sad to hear that poor Mr Shoestring has been feeling singularly unwell. He has had a sore back and has been unable to enjoy many activities he usually takes for granted. (Thank goodness he is finally beginning to feel more like his usual self.) This weekend he was able to climb up the ladder (loaned by friendly new neighbours) onto the roof and I needed to clamber up also, to lift up the sheets of roofing iron so he could enter the roofspace. This was so we could search for a source of the dripping water which had been falling on me in a monotonous fashion in the middle of the night this weekend, when we experienced a torrential downpour similar to that we experienced last weekend. We believe we have found it and corrected the problem. It was a very exciting experience and Mr Shoestring is even now grinning at his recovery. While Mr Shoestring was in the ceiling space he discovered some blackened timber beams and this confirmed what we had suspected - the reason the top had been taken off the chimney was that there had been a fire and the owners of SC did not want any repeat performance - it must have been very exciting, not to mention rather terrifying. We are going to contact the local voluntary fire brigade to see if they have records of when this formidable event occurred.