Sunday, July 6, 2008

Cold Weather & Firewood Deliveries ...

The tractor offloads the firewood collected in one of the nearby villages

It’s cold here at the moment. Eeeesh …….. it’s freezing ! Well, freezing for an African like me, that is. My blood’s just not used to it. (Although I suspect that changing out of my khaki shorts and into a pair of jeans might help !) I have been sitting, huddled, in my office this week with a pashmina draped over my shoulders (It’s navy blue, so goes quite well with the khaki !).

My husband came in from the farm for his early morning coffee/breakfast break the other day and asked “Does that flimsy blue … thing … whateveryoucallit actually help to keep you warm ?” “No” I replied sarcastically, “I’m only wearing it because I’m trying to make a fashion statement”. My husband hastily exited the office and walked through to the kitchen muttering something under his breath along the lines of “I can see that you’ve woken up in one of THOSE moods this morning !”

Justin has been at work all week with a cap on. He only wears a cap to work when it’s really cold (to keep his head warm, I suppose)…. I really can’t bear it (someone wearing a cap inside the house, that is) so once tried to tell him that it brings bad luck if you wear a hat inside the house, to try and discourage him. But he didn’t believe me. Oh, well …. he probably wonders about my navy blue ‘whatveryoucallit’ thing aswell !

As you know, all our hot water for the house is generated via means of our dear old donkey boiler. We also need wood for the fire which burns inside the main lounge at night - which means that we need firewood. Lots of it. We have to be very careful though, that we don’t encourage (or allow our staff to perform) the illegal act of chopping down protected trees, or those in ‘no go’ areas. So this week, my husband approached some people in the local village and asked them if they would sell us some firewood from their own trees. Which they happily agreed to do.

So, we sent one of the farm tractor’s in to the village to collect the wood and I just managed to take a picture of it (above) as it was offloading the wood next to our donkey boiler. (You can just make Lillian out in the photo - she is one of our gardeners - and Zonde, who had great fun barking at the tractor !)

If we are careful, it will last us several weeks and because we have a nice stock pile of it at the moment, our baths lately have been lovely and hot and we’ve not had to worry about scrimping on the hot water. (Ah, the luxury of an abundance of hot water ‘on tap’, eh ?!)