St Neots Cosy Corner Tool Hire for a mixer and cement
St Neots Cosy Corner Tool Hire for a mixer and cement

A little late and tired to breakfast after late nights to follow the financial and political problems of the nation. Then out to use my "leaf blower", to gather up and dispose of ten bags of leaves, missing lunch, until Di returned and I left for Norfolk, stopping off at Cosy Corner and collected a bag of masonry cement and took a cement mixer on hire for the weekend. Upon arrival, some fried plaice, and some hot chocolate after chasing up delivery of old railway sleepers.

I was tired this morning after a couple of late nights. I was a little late to breakfast and then read the morning paper and post which was again full of the financial and political problems of the nation. I did my morning chores and then sat and spent most of the morning writing up this last few days' journal which had become neglected. Then I went out and, using my "leaf blower", I rounded up the leaves and bundled them into black plastic bags for the purposes of carrying them along to the compost heap. It was a very windy day, and I used the wind to help me but use of a wheelbarrow was out of the question. I filled eight to ten bags tightly in the end and took up all of the newly created space on the compost heap as well. I worked on and ignored lunch and then Diana returned at 2.30pm and got me my meal. It was time to load up the car and leave for Norfolk and I had left by 3.15pm and arrived a couple of hours later.

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On the way, I stopped off at Cosy Corner and collected a bag of masonry cement and took a cement mixer on hire for the weekend and I just managed to get them into the ever-useful Range Rover. Once at Heronshaw, I unloaded my bags and then tried to have a look round but it was already too dark to see very much and so I went in and made myself a cup of tea. Having waited until 7.30pm, I tried telephoning my supplier of old railway sleepers, but the telephone signal strength was insufficient and so I went over to Wroxham to buy a couple of pieces of fried plaice and the Eastern Daily and stopped on the hill to make my calls from there. The delivery of sleepers was to be delayed another week which was annoying. I ended the day with my meal and newspapers to read and, after my journal and some hot chocolate, retired to bed.