The trouble with having shed with only about three-quarters of its total roof and three of its four walls complete is that it is neither an open space nor a shed. Not that I should complain, even to have that much is a step up from having no roof and no walls higher than two metres. But if rain falls electrical things continue to need sheeting over, and if the wind blows you feel it.
Firstly, apologies to anyone who was trying to get on to either Andrew's website or this site during Saturday/Sunday morning. Apparently a server update ran foul of some of the security routines in the websites and as a result anyone trying to access got an 'Internal Server Error' message. They were back up again from about half-one this afternoon. Oh, and a thank you to all those who wrote or texted wishing me a belated happy birthday.
Tata lived up to – or maybe lived down to – what I expected this week. Having placed an order for the additional sheets early last week, it took them well in to this week before they got it on the computer and managed to raise me the Proforma invoice. I paid it straight away and it took them until Friday to get the order slotted in to the manufacturing programme with the result that I now have a delivery date of 23rd October.
It is amazing how difficult it can be to get an order placed with some companies. Years ago, I was at a steel stockholders in Rotherham. I didn't buy much raw steel in those days – most of it came in as fabrications made to my drawings – but I had managed to purchase something – on a cash sale – and was actually sawing it by hand into car-sized lengths, when the MD came by with a couple of clients.
Early on in the week I had a phone call to say my two brackets were ready, so as early as convenient I programmed another trip to Sheffield to collect them. With luck, I thought, I might get the new header tank fitted at the weekend, but you know how it is...
Apologies if you had trouble finding last week's blog. Poor old Bill Hyde has had his work cut-out trying to ascertain what has been wrong, and whether it was 'my' fault or some corruption that had crept into the database, but for a while the entry from what is now two weeks ago disappeared again, and last week's entry could not be found under either 'Latest Post' or 'Blog' but could be found by going through 'Categories' (down the left). I guess from the number of people on the site many of you must have popped back in later to see if things had been restored. And they were - eventually.
Well, that wasn't a very auspicious start to the 6th year of this blog. To all those who came looking and couldn't find it, when I came to finish laying out all the text and pictures and uploading it, it proceeded to “lose” all the text and pictures and 'publish' a blank entry. I hurriedly tried twice more with the same result, then 'unpublished' to prevent confusion, though I know a few readers had already logged on.
Even as I was writing up the blog last week, Andrew was hovering, finger poised, to bid for a couple of items on e-bay, and the first you will see depicted below (when you opt to 'Read more' that is).
This week, the van seems to have decided that I have been taking it for granted. And maybe I had, but it's rather like owning a loco. I coined a phrase once 'you never notice a loco until the day it isn't there'. I used it in copy for a leaflet at Hills promoting our loco hire services (I've got a proof but sadly it never went into print) and reflects the fact that unless you are so flush with funds that you have two of everything just in case, then when your one-and-only breaks down normal routines get severely disrupted.
It is appreciated, but certainly not obligatory, that the occasional visitor comes bearing gifts. What with Roger W arriving with fire extinguishers and such a couple of weeks ago, this time our favourite ex RR service engineer, Neil W popped in during the week and presented me with a box full of R-R genuine oil filters and a few old lift pumps that seemingly had been cluttering up his loft. I was quite happy to show him around the progress – or lack of it – on the building at Darley Dale.