I started doing this diary in June. If you haven't been following have a look at the Cast of Characters which gives a quick low down on the essential day to day characters who are mentioned here...it will make more sense if you do.

    

I thought today was going to be another of those days spent pottering away at a liesurely pace on the computer. However I woke up to the sounds of a JCB and the sounds were not the banging sounds I would associate with driving poles but more like the machine driving backwards and forwards so I was starting to wonder if David had decided to dig a ditch instead... or before he did the posts. He likes digging things. I didn't hurry out of bed because if he was digging a ditch then I was assumed he must think it absolutely necessary and there would be no point trying to stop him. After I'd had just enough coffee to enable me to get dressed I went out to the field where he had just started on the posts. Turned out he hadn't been digging a ditch at all but 'walking' the JCB through the bog at the entrance to the field, by pushing it off the ground on the bucket and then pulling the machine forward, letting it down and doing it again. The JCB, laden down with posts had been in the bog up to the top of the big wheels - and those are really big wheels. So we conferred a bit about the posts and I asked him if he would be able to move that hay pile a bit, I don't think I can move it all by pitchfork, even if I had time it's just too strenuous.

I then went out to check the post and found a floppy disk containing all the articles for a newsletter I volunteered to layout. Only problem here is that I commited to having it in the post to Swansea by Monday. Tomorrow will be a total non-starter for getting anything done, Saturday I'm going to be occupied with fencing and that only leaves Sunday. When I committed to that deadline I had bargained for not having Friday but not for the Saturday being taken up as well. So inbetween conferring with David and getting wood sorted out and the fire lit I made a start on it. And there's a lot of pages and, of course, far more work than I had imagined. I had also arranged to have a massage from Irene and did need one so, after rushing out to Tregaron to pick up my prescription and a temporary filling kit to plug up a filling that has come out on the 'good' side of my mouth, and having a bath we got down to doing the massage. I don't know where the day went to, it was dark by the time we had finished that.

It was meant to be our night off cooking but Irene had cooked a meal anyway and I was way hungry by then. Women had started turning up to do life drawing but I was more interested in food so I left them to get on with it and by the time dinner, including pudding, was over, I didn't feel inclined to sit and draw. Eventually they all left and I got back to the computer. I decided that rather than getting up at 5.45am it would be easier to just stay up and that would give me more time to get everything done. So I've been busy all night working on the newsletter, tidying up and changing the bedclothes, unpacking laundry and doing all sorts of useful things. Another good reason for staying up was that I could keep the fire lit and that way Irene can keep it going during the day and when I get home I won't have to deal with that and the place will be warm. All I have to do is stay awake till about lunchtime at the latest, then I'm at the mercy of the medical proffession once again and after that Lorna will get me home in one piece and then I'm safe again. That's the idea. The dawn is just about to start, if I had gone to bed my alarm would be ringing in ten minutes and I wouldn't have got half as much done.

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