The Temple of Bague Wasting bandwidth since 1997 - Now in our 27th wasteful year!
Ramblings / 1 October 2003 / John
Debbie’s birthday today. Matthew was having a great time desperately trying to open all her presents for her. I eventually had to command him to back away from the presents with his hands in the air. No shortage of enthusiasm, that boy. Anyway, Happy Birthday Deeds! No tiles down, but a plasterer has been in
Ramblings / 26 September 2003 / John
It all seems to be going swimmingly on the house front. The internal walls are all in, the kitchen now has a roof, all the windows and patio doors have been replaced. Apparently, there is a tiler busily putting down a floor in the bathroom as we speak, with the bathroom suite arriving on Tuesday.
Ramblings / 23 September 2003 / John
Actually, that’s not strictly true – it really has two sets of windows. It’s just that none of them are actually in the walls, if you see what I mean. We currently have the old set lying in the garden, the new set lying in the living room, and gaping holes where windows should be
Ramblings / 19 September 2003 / John
The hardest thing about a housefire is regaining stability. Our children are still (understandably) very upset by the whole thing, and Debbie and I are too. The trouble is, we have to do our utmost to present a front of normality, to reassure them that everything is alright and that we’re all fine. The trouble
Game Diary / 19 September 2003 / John
But getting there. These are the sprouts from the wall seeds that the joiny person planted. Apparently, once they’re fully grown they can go about sticking bits of plasterboard to them. Todays job seems to be something called dotting and dabbing, which involves them plopping galloping great gobbits of gloopy goo all over the stone
Ramblings / 19 September 2003 / John
But getting there. These are the sprouts from the wall seeds that the joiny person planted. Apparently, once they’re fully grown they can go about sticking bits of plasterboard to them. Todays job seems to be something called dotting and dabbing, which involves them plopping galloping great gobbits of gloopy goo all over the stone
Ramblings / 17 September 2003 / John
Ahem, yes well. Anyway, the joiner has been in today – now that we have floors and ceilings in place. Bizarrely enough, he’s planted wall seeds. These are big long wall-shaped things that walls grow out of. <picture missing – for now> The above is where Dotty’s room will be once the walls grow. It’s
Ramblings / 15 September 2003 / John
Alright, so I’ve never lived in a really old house before and I’m not entirely sure how the central heating / hot water system is supposed to work. One thing I am sure of is that it’s not supposed to be boiling and gurgling like a kettle all night. Methinks a quick call to the
Ramblings / 10 September 2003 / John
Hullo all. Things are going pretty much according to plan. The house is cleared now, and I’ve had a swarm of electricians crawling over the place like devil monkeys, wiring stuff up and popping up in front of us barking questions about light switches. Upstairs is very much open plan, other than the wierd disembodied
Game Diary / 7 September 2003 / John
Well, when I said our temporary accomodation was big, I wasn’t really in full possession of the facts. Having now spent a weekend in it, it’s really too big. I don’t mean big as in “Oh mammy, it’s a big hoose!” either. I mean the kind of big that stomps about in tattered leather leiderhosen,