Tuesday, 7 December 2010
We look like a tinker's encampment.
The wee caravan is Jim's drawing office & he hunches in there with no heating over his drawing board.
The old VW is housing ply wood & the saw at the moment - have space will fill it.
There was a puddle of water in the shed the other day beside the photo copier. The bottles of comfrey foliar feed I'd stashed there had frozen & burst being old glass wine bottles. It smells like we have stored something putrid in a trunk.
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