an exercise in percussive maintenance
Category: Photo Diaries
First you have to remove the wheel. Make sure the emergency brake is engaged and position the jack under the spot indicated in the owner’s manual to avoid damaging the vehicle. Loosen the lug nuts slightly. Then lift up the vehicle until it is high enough from the ground to remove the wheel entirely.
You have a choice: either click here to read on, or assume I’m insane. Your call.
Just checking in to inform you that I’ve abducted my wife. Don’t worry. She came willingly.
Today the missus and I celebrate five years of managing not to push each other out the window in a crime of passion and to mark the occasion I have whisked her away to an undisclosed location for the weekend. I will reveal that there is a fireplace (I don’t know what we were thinking getting hitched on midwinter’s day – it’s not like we’re druids or anything), South African bubbly (apparently you’re not allowed to call it champagne unless it was actually produced in France), and rose petals on the bed. Do I know how to spoil my lady or what?
So, I’m off. You are welcome to leave your congratulatory messages in the comments, but don’t expect a reply before Monday – the computer and smart phone are staying at home this weekend.
I’ll leave you with these previously unpublished photos from our honeymoon. (Click on the images to view them full size and press “Escape” when you’re done)
The wife has also drawn a picture on her blog to commemorate the day. You should go and like it.
If you peruse my home page you’ll notice that Disney’s Frozen is scheduled for review today. I’m afraid that will have to be postponed until next Friday as I simply haven’t gotten around to it yet. I mean, who wants to sit and write a review if you could rather look at this?
When I left you yesterday we were still expecting some more water. It never came. In fact, by sunset the river was well on its way to being back where it’s supposed to be.
Actually, the river’s drainage is quite effective and the moment new water stops coming in from upstream it quickly reverts to its normal level. The exception was in 1988 when some trees got caught underneath the bridge by the weir and formed a dam. That time the river rose until it covered the surface of the bridge visible in the background on this photo.
Speaking of the weir, yesterday morning it looked like this: Continue reading “On blogging the flood – the aftermath”
In case you missed it, this morning I woke up with a river in my driveway. This is the third time since we’ve moved into our apartment that this has happened, but the first time I’m blogging about it.
They say a picture paints a thousand words, so here they come…
if all else fails...use a hammer 