Moneybox
Philip & Sandra Box
Mrs M saw me sitting in front of the computer, obviously with spare time 
She asked what I was up to and I made the mistake of saying "Not much". If only I'd have a chance to answer that again.......
There's a whole big whiteboard in the study and on it a list of jobs for Phil. Somehow she pulled another one out of the hat. It wasn't even on the list.
We'd just returned home. It was a good trip but it was getting hot by the time we packed up to leave. Somewhere along the way a thought must have sprung into Mrs M's head because after a sleep or two she had this sudden urge to see the bus parked in the shade over summer.
Somehow she suddenly produced these awfully large pieces of shade cloth and to top it off she had a plan. Of course the plan seemed simple enough, just put up a few posts and string the shade cloth in between. Yeah sure Mrs M. That sounds simple enough :/
She said "Haven't you got some posts behind the shed?" What could I say, she had it all worked out, and I was sitting still at the time :|
It was going to be a heavy job and up high so the first thing I did was fire up the forklift and run it outside. Of course nothing goes all that easily so as soon as I drove off the concrete I was bogged to the axle in the gravel.
Of course I've had a bit of practice in bogs so I got it out ok, turned it around and promptly bogged it again. That's just how a job starts out when your heart's not right in it.
Mrs M soon got the hint and came out to give me a hand. We need a heap of big bolts to hold those posts down so that was her first job. We usually keep a few bolts but we needed more so I upended a box of assorted old bolts and she set to work matching bolts with nuts. She did a good job too, I couldn't use the No Bolts excuse any more.
After measuring the posts and the height of the bus it was clear that the shade cloth had to go higher. That meant a quick trip to Cue Bunno (our Bunnings) to see what was on offer. Fortunately, somebody had supplied some old bore casing but you know what it's like, the bit you want is always on the bottom :argh:
It's heavy too but Mrs M came to the rescue with her old race jack.
They are all 6m lengths as well and we have to get past the local cop shop on the way home
And then sometimes when you get somebody's reject it's not in perfect condition. Well this is seriously solid pipe but it has some sort of bitumen stuck to it so it had to be chiseled clean.
Fortunately, the forklift helped with the heaving lifting once we got home
She asked what I was up to and I made the mistake of saying "Not much". If only I'd have a chance to answer that again.......
There's a whole big whiteboard in the study and on it a list of jobs for Phil. Somehow she pulled another one out of the hat. It wasn't even on the list.
We'd just returned home. It was a good trip but it was getting hot by the time we packed up to leave. Somewhere along the way a thought must have sprung into Mrs M's head because after a sleep or two she had this sudden urge to see the bus parked in the shade over summer.
Somehow she suddenly produced these awfully large pieces of shade cloth and to top it off she had a plan. Of course the plan seemed simple enough, just put up a few posts and string the shade cloth in between. Yeah sure Mrs M. That sounds simple enough :/
She said "Haven't you got some posts behind the shed?" What could I say, she had it all worked out, and I was sitting still at the time :|
It was going to be a heavy job and up high so the first thing I did was fire up the forklift and run it outside. Of course nothing goes all that easily so as soon as I drove off the concrete I was bogged to the axle in the gravel.
Of course I've had a bit of practice in bogs so I got it out ok, turned it around and promptly bogged it again. That's just how a job starts out when your heart's not right in it.
Mrs M soon got the hint and came out to give me a hand. We need a heap of big bolts to hold those posts down so that was her first job. We usually keep a few bolts but we needed more so I upended a box of assorted old bolts and she set to work matching bolts with nuts. She did a good job too, I couldn't use the No Bolts excuse any more.
After measuring the posts and the height of the bus it was clear that the shade cloth had to go higher. That meant a quick trip to Cue Bunno (our Bunnings) to see what was on offer. Fortunately, somebody had supplied some old bore casing but you know what it's like, the bit you want is always on the bottom :argh:
It's heavy too but Mrs M came to the rescue with her old race jack.
They are all 6m lengths as well and we have to get past the local cop shop on the way home
And then sometimes when you get somebody's reject it's not in perfect condition. Well this is seriously solid pipe but it has some sort of bitumen stuck to it so it had to be chiseled clean.
Fortunately, the forklift helped with the heaving lifting once we got home
