Though it has a powerful exhaust and
the gases are a potent mixture of hot and pretty destructive
materials we can't be blamed for the massive woodland destruction
and subsequent blocked roads that have occurred around here. The
usual routes are impassable and the everything else is either part
blocked up or covered in a carpet of debris and dead foliage. Of
course last year at this time we were suffering a foot and more of
snow and more slipping and sliding and digging out than I've ever
experienced and it was minus 10. Yesterday it was a balmy 11 degrees
but the wind still clocked 100mph, that's at least 4000rpm in a
Cougar, downhill with a good following breeze.
At home due to this peculiar weather
and serial pylon collapse the electricity has disappeared back up
it's own corrupted exhaust pipe, so coal, candles and batteries are
keeping us going surprisingly well, that's country life for you. I
suspect that if the power failure carries on it'll be a drive
through breakfast of some sort tomorrow to prepare me for the return
to work and a frantic recharging of the soon to be dead mobile
devices, perhaps we should also be investing in a small Honda
generator to ensure a level of business continuity during these
spikes of inconvenient catastrophe,or maybe I should just try wiring
the Cougar's lump up to the domestic supply, has this been done?
Even in the grip of Hurricane Bawbag II
I was able to top up the ever diminishing oil supply, we're on about
a strong and imperial pint a week right now but still getting 38.4
mpg. There's life in the greasy old cat yet though I'd not bet on
him/her making the planned (2015) cannonball trip to the Arctic
Circle via Greece, Poland and Portugal and of course passing over the
highest road in Europe at the same time. Nothing like doing Europe
the hard way (and this is nothing like ...etc.). The next chapter will
most likely be more fiction and less fact but you can never really
tell.
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