A was for Austin, but now B is for Bedford

Last time I mentioned it to Ron he said he would possibly get around to it later . . . but I doubt it will happen.

Personally I am no gardener Morris and doing anything with the apricot trees is definitely not on my "TO DO " list.   Also, you talk of picking the fruit - that's what all the jam makers do, not me.     I just watch them and later we end up with more bloody apricot jam!

As for your hospital visit, rest a while, lay back and enjoy the service. The only time I have gone to a hospital is when wife is assisting our effort towards the next generation of the colonies . . . or to take the p*ss out of someone else (my form of sympathy is humour). NB I have often mentioned to some of these recipients that should the roles be reversed I will expect similar treatment. 

Which brings me to your Morris: Do not give up, I have been waiting to see some pictures of your progress, it needs to be given the chance to get out onto the roads again, with you at the wheel!  We need a goal in our life, and this is our bent . . . my wife says if I wasn't doing what I do (albeit slowly) I would just sit and do nothing.

So, relax, get all well and better - then get back to it!  Cheers, PDU.  

Good luck eating hospital food Morris. The procedure is the easy bit.

cobbadog wrote:

Good luck eating hospital food Morris. The procedure is the easy bit.

I just sneak salt and pepper in with me, so it will taste like something.

Jarrod.

After a busy morning at the local Heritage Centre I came home and could not fail to notice what a beautiful sunny day it was, not overcast grey like yesterday, or with frequent showers that have been peppering the rest of the week. 

So despite being quite tired I decided it would be an ideal opportunity to attempt negotiating the two worrying corners to move B for into the caravan shed.

Step 1  Clear the 8-ball seating and small tables out of the way, drop the outside blind to gain the necessary clearance and voila . . .
 
B for slipped under the opening with about 20mm to spare.  

Step 2  Time to negotiate the first bend: Reasonably easy as wife actually came out and assisted, calling for two minor back-ups to avoid a verandah post on the RHS ,  and to avoid running over the sleepers on the LHS with the outer rear wheel. 
 
You will notice Ollie the ever present foreman is there again wondering what was hard about that then?

Step 3  The second corner. After moving the caravan out of the way and with wife now having a nap (her morning was volunteering in Port Pirie) I did a solo effort with only one even smaller back up.
 

Step 4  Back it into what WAS the caravan shed but is now home for B for.
 
All of which was basically far easier than I had imagined. Unfortunately I have now found what appears to be a possible front oil seal leak.  

Enough for today, I now have to sort out the minutes from two Men's Shed meetings and email them out. Don't bother telling me it's my own fault, I know, but what the hey, deep down I'm sure I enjoy it . . . ?  
 

Great work Pom
Sadly for me I do not understand this mens shed business
Not knocking it but it just doesn't appeal to me
To old and grumpy on my own I guess


Paul

Looks good out in the bright light.
Well done.

Paul: Basically Men's Sheds are for people who like the idea of combining their efforts for their personal mental well being and/or for the benefit of others. 

A person might be interested in working on something in their own shed, but never quite understand how or why things don't turn out the way they want. By going to a Men's Shed they will probably meet people with similar interests. By discussing it no doubt they will improve their knowledge and understanding of the issues they were originally facing. Obviously this leads to them feeling better about themselves and their new found abilities.

Similarly it could be as simple as a person needing comradeship. By joining a Men's Shed they will have the opportunity to share activities with others, and these might be working with wood or metal, playing darts or eight ball, or even just having a cuppa and a chat.

 It isn't for everyone, but through shared situations a persons mind is opened and enhanced. 

Finally, from my perspective, when I first moved to Crystal Brook there was no actual Men's Shed - but the guys who volunteered at The local Heritage Centre often referred to their workshop as one. While trying to figure out how the water system on my block actually worked (simple swapping between town and tank supply) a neighbour chatted with me and amongst other things invited me to join their 8-Ball group, where I met one of the guys from the previously mentioned Heritage Centre. For the next two years he would often say that I should come and check out their Men's Shed, to which I would say, "I don't need another shed, I've got plenty to do in my own!"

Needless to say, eventually I did go along, until moving forward another couple of years we joined the Australian Men's Shed Association. Since that time our Shed has progressed through shared buildings until eventually we have taken over what was once the Hockey Club's grounds (huge area with a piddly little old shed) and then established our own shed, which is possibly as big as any other in South Australia and advancing beyond anything we had envisaged when we started. The old Hockey Club shed is now one of our storage buildings.

I never saw myself constructing wall frames or gyprocking them on the scale that we have done in our Shed . . . even though I had managed to do that sort of thing (inexpertly) in my own houses. Each week I spend one day at the Heritage Centre and one day at The Men's Shed (plus various others days with either, as the need arises) BUT it is at my choice, and my particular focus at the Men's Shed is developing our recreation room, my role on the Committee, and as Secretary.

Enough said, this is a truck site and PDU will say no more.  

B for looks stunning in the full sunshine.

Thanks muchly cobbadog, and thanks also for your photos when you met up with Lang. 

I'm surprised you could put the truck in the shed.

If it were mine I'd still be standing in the yard admiring it.

You should be very pleased with the result.