Everywhere you go there are limestone falls, like these in Bainbridge.
Bad flat-pack day
Not really – but it took longer to demolish Bundle’s old bed than to build the new one. Unlike IKEA stuff, built with screws and cams, this old thing was held together with a million nails and staples. The cats helped. Which helped.
And then the snow was gone…
But almost prettier with the thaw – the snow stayed on the tops for a week. We went walking in it. Magic.
Proper snow!
Within a week we had a fall of snow. We couldn’t believe our luck. It was beautiful.
T’was on a Monday morning
That’s the British Gas man – thank heavens for Homecare. We have switches, but can’t find what they turn on. We have lights, but no idea how to make them go. We have wires and more wires. So when I needed a hand to test my improvements, the Gas man came. He nearly didn’t get home again – another 4 inches of snow fell while we were frabbing about. But there are more lights now, although there are still mystery switches…
Thank you all for the lovely cards and gifts!
Also in this pic please notice the desperate colour scheme. After the roof, the kitchen is the next job on the list. We have no oven, just the combo microwave and a one ring induction thingy. We are managing quite well – it’s a bit like camping.
Pheasants everywhere
They come to mop up under the bird feeder.
Right foot, left foot
Our first walk – out of the door and onto the hills.
Cats – generous to a fault
Happy cats – they now bring home baby rabbits. Half-eaten, you understand, so as to leave the other half for us.
Monty mows
First things first. Monty began the thankless task of mowing the moss. There is no lawn. Just moss. Still, it’s beautifully manicured moss now.
Unpacking – even less fun than packing
(We didn’t burn the boxes – they got made down flat, to be used as building blocks at Bundle’s 5th birthday party in May. We just incinerated the paper. Made an awful mess).
The recycling men don’t take the stuff we were spoiled with in Somerset. This bonfire was before we realised we have a lovely little recycling centre just the other side of Leyburn (a mile, maybe), where they take everything except tetra packaging. But you can take your tetra packs to the car park in the town and there’s a special bin. One is Richmondshire, one is North Yorkshire. These things matter.
The wallpaper in the loo…
How on earth had we missed this? Not only dogs on the paper, but the smell of dog IN the flock paper. And on the back of the door a sticker exhorting us to end the ban on fox-hunting. This is number 5 on my list of things to be done before Christmas…
Moving day
The lads from Yeates got us here in exactly the right number of pieces.