
the unreal I R A
started the morning with a very exciting sojourn in to canterbury for a EGM33044 (standard size, surface mounted, electricity kiosk) from jewsons.
returned to farm and spent some hours with max keogh torturing ourselves, working out, digging a trench 18 inches deep and 18 feet long, through stones and roots.
this will enable the electricity company to start connecting a new supply for the stables next week.
i am über knackered now and ache like the an old man that i am.
have spent the afternoon playing 'sorry' (the board game) with sons.
now we're drunk and the sons are asleep we're entertaining ourselves with 'chat roulette' but not for long as it's not so entertaining.
at least 50% of people on chatroulette are old, naked and masturbating men who hang up as soon as they realise we're not a naked chick.