Les Lobbs Diary
05.00 - Rains 'ammering on t'window. We're fetching the van this morning and were hoping for fine weather, but ne'er
18.00 - Got it! It stayed dry for the trip home and we made good time. Most of this afternoon has been spent in the van
finding out what does what and what goes where. In the morning we're getting the tax sorted and then we're street
legal. I've a few little jobs to do on it this week before my hernia op next Saturday, after which it's no driving or
anything strenuous (moi?) for a fortnight at least.
Chilly, chilly this morning.
Van tax is done.
Head of drapery decided the curtains in the van needed
renewing (they were a bit fin in places), so off we trots and gets a
couple of duvet covers which are being made into replacements.
The awning is now in the back yard and the bike rack will join it,
when I can figure a tidy way of covering up the old fitting holes
and marks. The odd screw hole can be filled and covered with
an "I've been to Bangor" sticker, but even llantasillyogogobach
(could be spelt wrong) wouldn't cover this lot. I then need to get
a ladder out, to find out what space there is on t'roof for solar
panels, after the TV aerial is removed.
Winter draws on - tis bliddy cold out there this morning!
A friend, who was in dire need of a bike rack, called round
yesterday and between us we removed the said rack and he left a
happy bunny. Head of filling and mastic removal got to work and
has come up with an idea for sorting out the holes.
Gloria - wot are you like! I've just had an email from Pat; I'll call
you later today.
B&A - got the van bedded down for the winter?
Had a really enjoyable day yesterday. Got to the hospital just after 7.00 for my hernia op and found I was last on the
list; I spent the morning sitting around in a frilly gown and some delightful white tights, while my stomach groaned it's
complaints. I had the op at 14.00 and first mate brought me home at 18.00; she has just found a new term of
endearment for me "Oi, black nuts". No driving for at least a fortnight and nothing strenuous for a month, so nowt new
Mum has an eye appt at Axminster hospital tomorrow morning, so Dawn took her over to Jean's this morning and Jean
will take her from there.
With the house empty, head of internal decoration is doing a make-over of the bathroom. The walls were stripped over
the last few days and the ceiling painted; we are now eating steak and chips with a background smell of gloss paint!
I've got a lot more swelling after this op than I did when t'other side was fixed and the hospital have told me to stay
laying down as much as possible.
Head of photography managed to get a couple of pics
of the van during a brief sunny spell; the aerial making
it look like a tv detector van, is fixed to the bungalow,
not the van!
Not good news with my op, (look away if you're
squeamish) my GP has identified the swelling as a
hematoma in my right nut, which is now the size of a
tennis ball. I've got an appt with the surgeon on
Tuesday but it looks as if it's not going to be a quick job
- I reckon I must have killed a robin or summat.
The bathroom is papered and reet good it looks; the
kitchen is now bearing the brunt of Dawn's attack.
The only plants we are waiting for are raspberry canes,
which are on order and should be delivered this month.
The trench for them has been well manured and
cleared of roots from the forsythia, which had taken
over that part of the garden.
More precipitation, so no playing outside today. Still not cold, 8 degrees in the greenhouse last night.
The surgeon agreed with my doctor and said it could take several months to reduce the swelling, but nowt to worry
about - huh.
Not much to report; the kitchen's finished and head of drapery is stitching away at the van curtains. I'm not able to do
much yet, apart from a bit of messing about in the garage. Poundshop had a wifi aerial reflector on sale (they called it
a foil turkey baking tray) so I knocked up a frame for it and first mate bunged it in t'loft.
John O'Reilly hoisted his beer and said, "Here's to spending the rest of me Life, between the legs of me wife !"
That won him the top prize at the pub for the best toast of the night !
He went home and told his wife, Mary, "I won the prize for the Best toast of The night."
She said, "Aye, did ye now. And what was your toast?"
John said, "Here's to spending the rest of me life, sitting in church beside me wife."
"Oh, that is very nice indeed, John !" Mary said.
The next day, Mary ran into one of John 's drinking buddies on the street Corner. The man chuckled leeringly and
said, " John won the prize the other night at The pub with a toast about you, Mary."
She said, "Aye, he told me, and I was a bit surprised myself. You know, he's only been in there twice in the last four
years. "Once I had to pull him by the ears to make him come, and the other time he fell asleep".
Wot a frost yesterday mornin, we can be doin wiffout that!
Our seamstress has finished the new curtains and the next job is to stock the van with vittles and gear, ready for a trial
run to Stonehenge on Thursday. We can't set off too early, cos Dawn has a routine mammogram appt in Exeter first.
We had a good run here, calling at Julies in Taunton on the way. There are eleven vans here, some are friends we
have met before and a lot we haven't. Penny and Annie had been to the local butchers and prepared a reet good meal
of faggots with potatoes, peas and onions for all of us. Some of the early arrivals had collected wood and got a fire
going; a good place for an after dinner chat!
Most of the vans left this morning and, rather than drive straight home, we came to Ham Hill where we parked near
the pub. Lots of walkers with and without dogs, all very friendly (dogs and walkers!).
Getting used to sleeping in this van now and last night was really peaceful with just the odd owl hooting. This morning
we woke to a misty start - a perfect fishing morning- with no breeze. It was still foggy when we set off for home, but it
had cleared before we reached Tiverton, where Dawn did some shopping.
Overall we were pleased with the van and hadn't forgotten much; it is so much smaller than the last van we really have
to hone down what we take with us.