After the coldest October night for nine years, I slowly continued fitting the Masterboard panels, secured the property against the weather and then drove home from Norfolk doing a little shopping and dealing with a puncture on the way.
John Major is in all sorts of political trouble, and I do not think that he is long for this political world
I was cold late yesterday and it was some time before I managed to warm up in my sleeping bag. The news this morning told me that it was the coldest October night for nine years and I think that we are experiencing another weather shift as it feels like November and winter already with this icy cold wind from the Arctic. Kept moving this morning and wrapped up well to go out in the cold after breakfast. My task was to continue cutting and fitting masterboard panels for the ceiling upstairs and this was hard going. In fact, I worked out that they took an hour each such that I could only do two a session or four in a morning. As I was reckoning on packing up at lunchtime, that was exactly how many I managed to get done which still left quite a few for next week.
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A long job getting ready to go as I had to ensure that all of the properties were secure against the possibility of bad weather and I was also trying to tidy up a bit. Lunch from the remnants of my food and then away to Norwich. I had researched the places that I wanted to go in the city and the first was Mann Eggerton to talk about getting a new long-wheel-base Range Rover and trading in the old one, or the Rolls Royce, or both. They had left their old premises as I found out when I got there and so I had to content myself with shopping for some leisure wear instead. I was pleased to get a Barbour jacket and shooting vest, both of them a reasonable fit, and this will prepare me for the winter. I was just about coming out of Norwich when I was flagged down by other motorists and it was soon apparent that I had a flat tyre - the first ever on the Range Rover. I had a bit of a job fitting the spare, as I could not jack the car up enough, but I managed in the end by digging a hole under the wheel position and then driving up out of it afterwards!
This left me late for my planned visit to Mum and so I telephoned her by car phone, found her well and managing and so put off my visit until next week. A call home as well as I would be too late for tea and then a stop at a Little Chef for a mixed grill tea and to wash my hands before driving back. Not much time this evening but I saw the girls, caught up on mail and local newspapers and then had a bath and hairwash before my journal and bed. John Major is in all sorts of political trouble. He has announced the closure of a third of the country's coal mining pits without consultation with his cabinet or the workers and faces a revolt from much of the country and his own back-benchers over it. They are already discontent over his European stance and all of this is set against the background of economic disaster. I do not think that John Major is long for this political world.