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.

    

This is late because my phone line was out from sometime yesterday till 5.00pm today.

Well, the weather at least was trying to be helpfull with a blue sky and some sunshine and Clare turned up at midday to do some fencing with me. I really, really didn't want to be doing it, I wanted to be lying down somewhere quietly but on the other hand I really do want to see it finished so I felt like I had to get out there. I was happy to let Clare do the heavy stuff with the dibber and sledge hammer and stick to the easier stuff like laying out the posts and rails at the appropriate spacings. That was actually quite strenuous enough, certainly strenuous enough to make my face throb continuously while I was out there. Serena came out and helped as well which let me out of the job of holding the saucepan, which, though not strenuous, is alarmingly noisy. The saucepan was being used (in case you're wondering) on top of the posts so that they didn't split when they were hit with the sledge hammer.

After a few hours of that I knew I had about ten more minutes of physical energy left and that I'd better use it to get some wood together and get my fire lit. Clare came in shortly after as she wanted me to scan some photos and words to put together for her film titles. I managed to get that done although I'm not sure whether the results from my bubble jet printer will be good enough to film without it looking like some sort of cheap special effect. Right in the middle of all that I started bleeding and not being in any fit state to drive into town and get the required equipment to deal with it Clare volunteered to do that for me. As it turned out she wasted her time trying, Pioneer had shut at 4.00pm and the only shop open in town on a Sunday, Spar, doesn't sell sanitary towels. Fantastic.

When Clare left I still had a fair bit of work to do on the Newsletter and carried on doing that. I really don't think I was working very efficiently though, I know how together I am by the number of times I have to turn off the sticky keys completely and then turn it back on because I've got in a muddle about how many I had held down. I know that the last few days I've been doing this constantly so that's a sure sign. It's annoying really because I know that everything I do is taking me far longer than it ought to but I have to get these things done, they can't just wait till my brain has recovered. I had been expecting a phone call all evening about faxing the newsletter off for proofing and so about 10.30 when the call hadn't arrived I tried to phone out. That's when I discovered my phone line had gone peculiar, and I don't know how long it had already been like that, I had thought that it was being remarkably quiet, it had been going non-stop the day before. Quite a long time was then spent getting on the phone to BT and the end result was that they would have to send an engineer out on Monday. So that was that. Using the phone at the other end of the house I did speak to Darleen and she, luckily (foolishly perhaps) was quite happy for me to post it off to them unproofed in the morning. I could have brought the fax machine down the other end but by that time I just wanted to switch the computer off and crawl into bed. I didn't get to do that right away though as Darleen had a few little additions and ammendments that she wanted made anyway and by the time that was all out of the way it was midnight. In some ways it was a relief that I couldn't upload this because it meant I could also skip writing it till the next day and go straight to bed.

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