A new addition

'Twas a wet windy day yesterday,

with tons of rain falling,

which sent the river up high,

so just as well the removal of the beach was finished 

otherwise we might have joined in

with the river.

Not to worry,

still dry,

so stop worrying Vera,

the weather conditions at the start of the year

were unusual.

Everyone says so.

And no water came into the house,

or into the animal pens,

therefore to put aside these worrisome thought,

that perhaps

we might

float away.

And then the phone rang.

Ah, a man wanting instructions,

which he followed,

and so he came:

.... and unloaded,

and puffed and pulled his way across the mud:

...to fetch up at the front door,

with Lester,

who was helping,

by puffing and shoving.

..... and then into  the house....

.... to be then parked up....

....with the other big parcel,

which is the first parcel's sister parcel,

because they are to be joined together,

eventually.

....and a peak inside the first parcel,

to check that all was well,

.... and Lester having a fiddle with the right hand side..

.... and Lester having a fiddle with the left hand side..

.... all of which combines to make this bit of kit:

...my brand new Rayburn wood burning stove!

Now the panic of having to read instructions,

about what holes to make in the ceiling,

and roof,

of how to join up all the pipes,

some to go to the boiler,

some to go to a couple of radiators,

some to go upwards to the sky,

and must build a cement plinth,

so that the cooker can sit higher,

and its great to have it here,

we no longer have to be worried about where it was,

as it travelled the length of France,

from England,

and it was worth the money,

because now the cutting of wood

is providing good exercise,

and a reason to go buy 

a man sized chain saw,

which can hardly be lifted,

because it is so heavy,

but not to worry,

muscles will build,

mmmmm, lovely,

but not mine though,

I can touch the chainsaw,

but must not use it,

under instructions from Lester,

who at this moment is perusing,

and worrying,

and complaining,

and swearing,

about the task of installing the Rayburn,

because he has decided to do it himself,

and well done Lester,

because life should be a learning curve,

and with your efforts,

and my Mum's contribution,

I have a Rayburn woodburning stove

upon which I can lean by chilly botty,

when the weather is cold!

Vx