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Ancient David Brown Tractor, Ben - Head of Sales!, The Great Oak, Monmouthshire Tymawr Farm

Ancient David Brown Tractor, Ben - Head of Sales!, The Great Oak, Monmouthshire Tymawr Farm
Showing posts with label New Skills. Show all posts
Showing posts with label New Skills. Show all posts

Thursday, 13 December 2012

New Skills # 2 - Cheeseboards?

When I cut down a silver birch a while ago, I cut a couple of thin sections with the vague idea of making something out of them at some point.  They've been slowly drying in the house for the last few months, and I decided on the weekend to finish the 'seasoning' process by 'kiln drying' one of them in the oven.  After a few hours at 100C it was starting to look better and I decided to pull it out and put it on a cooling rack.
Hot & Fresh!
 At that moment Ben (my 2 year old) walked into the kitchen and pointed at the cooling rack, open mouthed with horror.  He looked at me and very clearly and loudly said "Daddy, I DON'T want to eat a log!"

What a joy and privilege it is to bring up children!

The next step with this particular 'log' is to de-bark, sand both sides to a shine, wipe with oil and give to a lucky mystery Christmas present recipient.  I can imagine it with 3 beautiful Monmouthshire cheeses, one on each 'lobe', with grapes in the middle!

Sunday, 9 December 2012

New Skills #1 - Pride before a fall!

I was cleaning the chimneys in the 'old house' this afternoon.  The first one, above the ancient, beautiful range was fairly straightforward and I lit a little fire just to make sure it was drawing well - all OK.  The next chimney is actually a flue, a stainless steel liner inside the old stack, and connected to a cast iron woodburning stove.  After a slightly grim start (mummified squirrel found inside long disused stove - completely dessicated - horrid!), it went well when I started joining and pushing the rods up the flue, not much soot.  In my head I had planned a simple, lucrative sideline in chimney-sweeping as one of the income streams necessary to make my family's independence a reality, "This is EASY!" I thought to myself.  Almost precisely at that point, the rod jammed and I couldn't push it up OR pull it back.  I kept my head, tried to twist the rod, tried to jerk the brush, tried to move smoothly, tried to combine all the possible variables to get unjammed.  No luck.  The next approach was the standard 'Brute force & ignorance" (as my Dad used to say) - to madly pull the brush back down with all my might, and when that didn't work, to push it as hard as I could.  Initially no luck, but all of a sudden it freed.  Brilliant!  I then tried to draw the brush back down the flue, but came to a definate and immovable stop!  I then pushed further up in the 'free' direction, and went outside (with my site light as it was dark by this point) to see what was going on.
Something's wrong - more investigation needed!
In the gloom I could see what I thought was the end of the brush drooping over at a crazy angle, like maybe one of the rods had folded.  I decided to push more rods through so I could get a better view.
The horrific truth!
As I probably should have noticed, there was a rain-cap on top of the flue, it was now firmly attached to my brush.  Two options were now available to me:
1. Undo the brush and try to withdraw the rods back down the chimney
2. Pull the brush from outside the house and try to pull all the rods up the flue and out
I decided to go with option 1.  It went well for the first few metres, then jammed again.  I have a set of modern plastic / brass rods (from www.screwfix.com) where the brass connection is more or less flush with the plastic rod, and when I need extra-length I also have a set of ancient bamboo rods.  The brass connections on these, depending on the particular bit of bamboo, can be significantly stepped up from the rod, and I guessed it was one of these which had got stuck on the lip of what was left of the stainless flue.
Option 2 then.  I pushed a few more sections through so I could grab the end from ground-level, and started to pull.  After a few worrying jams I finally managed to pull all (by now 25 metres!) of rods out and breathed a massive sigh of relief!
I lit a little 'test fire' in the woodburner - it drew brilliantly and looks great through the glass panel in the door.  Can't wait to get both fires fully stoked up and the ground floor of the house mistletoe'd, mulled, decorated etc. in time for the Winter Woodland Walk!