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I finished stripping the dinghy.

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A local Facebook group is currently going nuts about the Appalling Behaviour of the Current Children. The Current Children have flicked balls of mud at a passing car!

Vaguely impressed they are out playing with mud in February, but I can definitely vouch that this is nothing to do with The Horrors of Modern Education, because 50 years ago, I and my friends did exactly this.

Though, so far as I recall, it was summer, because we scooped clay out of a convenient streambed to make our mudballs. The good thing about this was that there was a sort of tunnel that the brambles formed over the stream, so you not only had ammunition to hand, but also a handy escape route far too low, muddy and brambly for adults, in the rare event of the irate motorist noticing the crime in progress, leaping from their car shaking their fist. I think this only happened once.

I've stripped off a lot of the peeling paint. Now the boat looks like this:( Read more... )

He's about 11 months, and was rehomed, but his new people decided over the first night(!) that he was too nervous for them, and returned him the next day so he's come to us for a bit of rest and relaxation before trying again.

He is actually surprisingly friendly when he decides to come out to say hello, but has spent most of his time hiding away so far.

It poured with rain this morning. I hoped that it might be raining less in Pembroke, so I took Theo there for a walk. But it was not raining less. It was not raining so hard that the Commons were flooded, as has happened a few times this winter, though I did end up rather cautiously driving through a giant puddle that ran right across the road.

Everyone else was driving through it and there was no easy way to wimp out by the time I saw it with traffic behind me, so I just aimed at the middle and hoped. And made it!

Theo and I went for a very short walk and soon agreed that it was too wet for walking. We went to a cafe instead.( Dog, castle, and mirror dinghy )

I have been intermittently drawing things, but have been worse than usual about posting them anywhere. So, here are a few of them:

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The foster kittens and their mum are gone! Binx has gone to a new home, but Dumpling and Gusgus's home dropped out at the last minute so they are at the rescue tonight. Dumpling has a second offer and will be going there tomorrow morning.

Someone is interested in Gusgus too, but that's not finalised, and they will all be going to different homes.

I'm a bit sad because they were still very fond of one another and spent most of their time playing or cuddled up. Still, they say it's harder to find homes for black cats, and I'm sure they will adjust. Binx will be happy to have a bit more human company and would really like to be able to go into the garden, which in her new home she can.

I added some photos from today to my foster kittens album.

I let them into the room where the boat lives for a bit to play this morning, and they were delighted to find some hedge clippings waiting in there to go to the recycling centre.

Gusgus also scaled the Mirror and explored it, and 'helped' me untangle all the straps I used to put the boat on the car. He really is gigantic for his age: he's 13 weeks and over 1.8 kilos already! He's going to be a monster cat.

I bought a sailing dinghy! It was fifty quid. Pretty sure I'm going to spend about four times that on buying paint and replacing all the ropes. She was born in 1972 so we are nearly the same age.

From what I can see, the wood looks pretty good, but the paint is very tired and peeling, and the varnish has also seen better days. Of course there may be horrors lurking under the paint, but I am optimistic.

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Last time I took the canoe out, we struggled to get the canoe on top of my car. It weighs about 35 kilos, which is not *that* much, specially when split between two people - but it feels like a lot when you are lifting it over your head, and it's heavier every year.

So! I went on Youtube and found some ideas, and today I built a sort of stepped ramp thing that lets me lift the boat a little bit at a time. The ramp is attached with removeable bolts to a frame on top of the car, and the rubber stops allow you to 'walk' the boat in small steps. Then you just lift the 'ramp' and you can push the boat onto the car. I got it up there all on my own!

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Yesterday, the rescue came to collect the foster kittens to be neutered, and later they emailled to say that the ops had gone well, but a home had come up, and would it be OK by us if they went straight to their forever home?

I was a bit sad for their mum, Binx, who was clearly unhappy on her own and calling for them, but so it goes for cats. They don’t get to be families for long ( and often don’t want to be).

But! Then the rescue called to say the new home hadn’t worked out and could we have the kittens back? I was delighted. Binx was even more delighted (even if after 20 minutes of wild kitten shenanigans she looked rather less enthusiastic about them).

Right now they are all snuggled up together and she’s feeding them while they all purr. I’m glad they will have at least another weekend together.
I'll try to get some photos tomorrow.

I have taken the odd photo of the foster-kittens with my proper camera, but most of my photos are terrible phone snaps & short videos which aren't improved by my taking photos indoors in December. Still, the camera you have with you is a better camera than the one you don't.

Gus-gus is the slightly larger kitten with a longer tail, and Dumpling is the kitten with a white tuft under her chin. We think that Gus-gus is male and Dumpling female, but wouldn't want to bet on it.

Here they are growing from 2 weeks to the end of 6 weeks : photos.app.goo.gl/qWiK9rMuBWHCA25U9

I keep thinking of things to post here and then not actually getting around to making the post when I'm sitting at a computer.

Never mind. Happy New Year to you all.

A cheerful apologetic wave to those people who optimistically sent Christmas cards despite my dismal record on that front.

I shall now attempt some bullet points about things I considered posting about in December 2025 but failed to.

- Foster-kitties Tabby and Rosa went back to the rescue having put on a fair bit of weight. They had a potential home offer, but I'm not sure if that fell through, since we haven't heard any more about them.

- Instead we were asked to take in Binx, a black cat with a white tuft, and her two-week-old kittens, Gus-gus and Dumpling. They are now coming up to seven weeks old, have sprouted ridiculous long legs, and learned to climb and prance hilariously.

- The idea that Binx would teach the kittens about the litter tray did not appear to work. However, after a few random wees, putting two very shallow litter trays in locations that the kittens had previously chosen, and plonking them in the litter trays every time we went into the room did.

- I decided that the random shoes that arrived through the post over a year ago with no name on them, which nobody in the village admitted to having ordered, had aged sufficiently that I could sell them on ebay, so I did. (I suppose I could have donated them, but the local charity shops seem very unenthusiastic about donations, and I find I need to be feeling quite strong before I can march in and hand things to a sighing volunteer. )

- since the cold cleared and we have had quite a lot of calm, clear weather, I've been sea swimming a few times with the Hazelbeach group. I went today, in fact, and it was the coldest swim yet: it definitely helps if you've been exercising enough to get warm before you get into the sea, even in boots, gloves and my shortie wetsuit.

- Theo completed his scentwork course, which was fun, but he clearly thought it rather easy. There is an exam, but I'm not sure we shall bother with that.

- Went to visit my Mum; came back over the old Severn Bridge. My family lived in Swansea till I was 12, so every holiday involved that bridge: stopping there for the first time in about 40 years was a strange, nostalgic moment.

- Mum, Theo and I went to the Christmas Tree festival at St Eustachius's. It was a very good one. I think I voted for the tree celebrating the Cornwall and West Devon Mining Landscape World Heritage Site, which had a really good mining chimney. For a Christmas tree, anyway.

- Pp has hurt a finger, bending it backwards in a manner that seems likely to require minor surgery to fix. In the mean time it is strapped up in a brace, which is annoying rather than painful.

- We bought Nordmann firs (one for upstairs, one for downstairs) from Pen Parc Festive Trees this year, which meant we got to trek through a chilly field and pick out the trees. They certainly seem to be holding their needles a lot better than in previous years. Nordmann is a fine wood to carve, too, though I didn't take a chunk off to carve over the festive season. I'll have to wait till 12th night to take my carving wood for this year's decoration.

- there are flowers on the rosemary bushes, and today I found some primroses despite the frosted ground.

September 12th, Pp went to a do with some ex-work colleagues, and picked up a cold, which he promptly gave to me. He had it for a week. I had it for September, and October, and December... I got royally peed off with it. Kept thinking it was clearing up. It did Not. Either I was streaming, or I was bunged up, or I was an ectoplasmic nightmare of green goo. When you can't breathe at all through your nose, your tongue shrivels overnight into a horrible leather strip, which is just no fun even if you can rehydrate it in the morning.

Eventually, I made an appointment to see a pharmacist (even though I was thinking: well, it's a cold, it's viral, what can they do?) But pharmacy appointments for minor ailments in Wales are free and easy (unlike doctor's appointments which are hen's teeth) so I thought it was worth a go, specially since there was a specific 'sinusitis' appointment type available under the Common Ailments program.

Pharmacist heard my woes, said I had chronic sinusitis and gave me a steroid spray with a built-in antihistamine (because, he said dubiously, scanning my history of allergies, It Might Be That Again.)

Anyway, the spray fixed it within a couple of days. Amazing. Brilliant. What a relief. Modern medicine, I love it.

Our team won the monthly quiz at a local village hall. Such pride! I think everyone on the team had at least one 'nobody else knows this' question, which is always rewarding. We won sugary treats which are very bad for us. They were delicious.

Today, it snowed. Most of Pembrokeshire seems to have been covered in a delightful white blanket, though down here by the water the snow quickly went to slush.

Much hard work went into launching the Shop on the Borderlands winter sale (we decided to ditch the idea of Black Friday, which is kind of meaningless in the UK anyway, and go a week or so earlier.) There was much rushing around putting books into piles and photographing them at top speed.

Then I forgot to clear the site cache before we sent out the newsletter yesterday saying the sale had begun, meaning that a lot of people saw an empty page of No Offers. Oh well. There has been a steady stream of sales today so it's all more or less worked out, though we're both rather worn by the effort of all the packing.

They are still rather sleepy and sneezy and subject to minor goes of the runs, but they do seem more relaxed, have definitely put on weight - and they enjoy playing now. Apparently cat flu can last six weeks, and it's been 4, so I am still hoping for a full recovery.

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1) the drain outside our house got blocked. I lifted the manhole cover, and found the shaft down to the drain was full of Horrible Awful Stinky Things that had risen to lap at the very edge of the cover (and had been leaking out if anyone had a bath in the house). I poked around with a spade, but was unable to dislodge anything.

But! we called a Drain Clearance man, who came within an hour, stuck a Device down the drain, twiddled it, and it was fixed! He did charge £180, but for that, we got someone who knew exactly how to do it, AND showed Pp where to buy a similar inexpensive Drain Twiddling Device, and how to twiddle it next time. Which makes it seem like that story about £5 to fix it, £175 to know *how*.

2) I took Theo to the beach, and he found a really, really manky runny dead seal and rolled in it. I brought him home and ran him under the outside hose. The Seal Smell remained. I used the usual dry dog shampoo. Still there.

I've just given him scrub scrub scrub, rinse, repeat with mint-scented dog shampoo under hot water in the shower. I can still smell it. Not sure if it's really still there or if I'm imagining it at this point.

On Friday, the Galeón Andalucía came to Fishguard. She's a replica of a 17th century Spanish Galleon, launched in 2010, which has spent the last 15 years sailing all over the world. Not a lot happens in Pembrokeshire in October so everyone became very excited, and we all rushed over to see her (apparently there were more visitors in tiny Fishguard than there were in Liverpool, and there were so many of them that on the last day, they had to stop some people getting on board because of the crowd. It felt rather appropriate, after reading that each of the 150+ people on board a 17th century galleon would have about 1.5 meters of space each. Varied, of course, according to status. The officer's cabins were snug, but not excessively so even by modern standards. The hammocks, on the other hand, made my back ache just to look at them.

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We are fostering two cats for a few weeks for a local cat rescue. They are very thin, but very friendly. They haven't met our cats or Theo, they are living in the bottom floor in the big Shop store-room-cum-guest-bedroom at the moment, since they are both very thin and a bit sneezy. We are supposed to be feeding them up. They are eating a lot, which has to be good.

You can really see how thin Tabby is in the pic below - she's 8 months old. Her Mum is called Rosa, and she's slightly less skeletal, but still you can really feel her ribs.

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The Shop on the Borderlands sells many things to many countries. Up till this year, our position on import duties and tariffs has been, more or less: 'if you want to buy it, we'll post it: you are best placed to look up exactly what the country you live in charges for importing the things you've chosen to buy, and the postal service or courier will sort that out for you for a small fee'. I'm sure this put some people off buying from us, but it was fairly clear to customers (we gave them warnings about it) and very easily manageable for us.

Then Mr Trump decided he was going to Tariff All the Things at extremely short notice (like less than a month!)

In an attempt to make the filthy Foreigner (ie, us) pay rather than the US citizen, he insisted that not only would there be no exceptions for small parcels, but anyone who bought stuff from outside the USA and had it posted to them, would be billed at least $80 unless the seller prepaid the tariff.

So suddenly we had to try to work out what the US tariff was going to be for everything we sold so we could charge and post appropriately. This was complicated by the fact that tariffs are not based on where the Shop is based, or where the company that designed and commissioned the product is based, but where the physical object was made. So, for example, some D&D books are printed in the USA, but some are printed in China, and some in Belgium.

And there's no way to predict where a specific book was printed, without taking it off the shelf and rummaging through it in the hope that it will have 'printed in Lithuania' written on it somewhere (Lithuania is a bit of a hotbed of RPG printing...) Some books have no indication where they were printed at all, so you have to guess. Some of our stock is 50 years old. Doesn't matter. We still have to declare where it was made.

Anyway, we did that for all the 12000ish Things in the Shop. And we gave them all international product classification codes (which is how you declare you're selling dice and not books for tax purposes, for example)

And we did it twice, because the first solution we had didn't work. (It was a quicker job the second time since the data was in and just had to be moved, but still. )

So, I tested ordering various products and they seemed to be getting what we thought was the right amount of tariff/customs fee appearing on them. Then we got a pleading email from a hopeful American, unable to find the thing they specially wanted in the USA, so we let them order - a book printed in the UK. They got charged the amount we expected by Royal Mail, 10% tariff plus 50p admin, and a week later, their book had reached them! Hurray!

So it all works now, right? IF ONLY. We got another pleading American email, so we let that guy order too, and in a surge of confidence, turned off our message saying 'sorry no orders to the USA for now.'

But. We put US Order #2 through the Royal Mail system, for three books made in Italy, and... RM charged us 50p admin fee for doing the duty for us, and nothing more. But they were printed in Italy! Italy has a 15% tariff!

So we rang Royal Mail, and said: why no tariff? And they said: Oh it's fine. Tariffs don't apply to books.

So we rang off and reinspected US Order #1, which was definitely a book, and definitely printed in the UK, and for which we were definitely billed 10% of the value for the tariff a week and a half ago. And boggled.

(I might not have got all the terminology 100% right, but I'm increasingly dubious that anyone has got this 100% right)

Update:Parcel #1 had got tangled up in the massive update project and went out with the HS code saying it was a boxed board game by accident. So I think we're OK sending books without billing tariffs for them. Or, I hope so...

I read some old books about boats (and ships) and decided to ramble about them here.

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One thing all these books had in common was that they are print format, so I can read them 3 inches from my nose. I am definitely struggling a bit to read stuff at laptop screen distance at the moment, so I have been to the optician and ordered, with some fear and dread, some varifocal glasses. I hope I like them, they cost enough!

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