Projects

Every morning I jump out of bed and step on a landmine. The landmine is me. After the explosion, I spend the rest of the day putting the pieces together.

I spend the morning working on my bike. The fuel tap gets rebuilt, clutch lever and cable replaced, hot grips installed.

Full of beans, I proceed to patch the woodshed roof. And then I try to decode the electrics Owen and I installed in the office for outside lights. There’s an unconnected wire in the fuse box, an unused junction box at the gable ( contains three twin & earth cable ends), and two switches without power. I have a theory.

Darkness falls. I cook lamb rogan josh. Claire returns exhausted.