Wood, wood, wood, wood. It's big, it's heavy, it's wood!

As you may know the only heating we have is either from wood (stove with back-boiler) or solar thermal (hot water). With Autumn fast approaching seasoning and storing wood is a problem waiting to happen. We've even found that we've had to burn some wood on the coldest days in August so that we have hot water for the next day. So far I have made one small wood store with a slate roof, all of this was made using left-over building materials from the barn. Our wood-burner likes to burn well seasoned wood to achieve a high heat, the most efficient way to burn the wood is hard and fast with the air vents to the stove fully open.  It's best to buy unseasoned wood and season it yourself which means we're approximately three years late ordering our supply... or ten years late planting. Having said that I'm sure there is some wood that we can salvage from our hedgerows. Storing and rotation of wood is at the front of my mind. Doing something about it is neither at the front, back or middle of my mind. I need to come up with a cunning plan but its not materialising very quickly.

We could do with 3 of these

On the subject of wood and energy we can see these pylons (below) from our house, thankfully far away on the horizon. We can also see four wind turbines. There are a lot of arguments for and against wind power and I'm not sure I'd like a turbine in my back garden but I can confirm that the noise coming from this power line is awesome, it cracks and fizzes like something out of Dr. Frankenstein's laboratory, it gave me a headache and it even looks scary... I can confirm that there is no way on earth that i would live with one of these puppies in my back garden.

Anyone for a little brain fizz?

I'll leave my brain decay in the hands of my WiFi and alcohol me thinks.

Cornish Country Garden

The veggie patch has been pumping out salad, herbs, beetroot, courgettes, spring onions and potatoes. Tomatoes and cucumber have just come on stream, cabbages are getting big, peas are done. Leeks are looking healthy, there is too much to mention. The docks in the grass are like a plague, we have a new weed plucker which means there's a lot of plucking to do. I'd better get on with it post-haste with no jokes either... i don't want appear a funny plucker a-boom-boom-tish. I thank you.

The garden on a good hair day (you know what i mean?!)

Numb Bums & Deck Chairs

 Here's a few more photos, they are taken with a mobile phone so unfortunately they aren't all that great but you get the idea of where we're at. I am sitting in one of the deckchairs as I write this. It's dark outside so anyone passing by can see me but i can't see them.

Deck Chairs

I can't wait for a sofa to arrive. Curtains or blinds would be good too although we ordered a sofa online so we're thinking it might be a good idea to see what it looks like before we decide what colour curtain, blind, shutter combo we go for. Sally is sat behind me (for some reason i'm still facing out towards what was the gorgeous view - before it got dark), she's singing the theme tune to the A-team while talking to herself and working on accounts. She is sat on old school chairs rescued from a bring and buy sale by Frank with her laptop perched on the old caravan dining table.

Sal's table to the left of the picture

Our friend Nik was rightly unimpressed with our shopping skills as we've been like this for a little while now. My bottom can confirm that we'll be working on getting a more comfortable set-up very shortly.

The Kitchen: Temporarily cluttered

As you can see it's all very white now