Handy

In the nature of all endless things, the fiddling continues. I now have only one dark corner of the shop left to dig through and I think it is best if I don't go there because it needs some kind of rendering or concrete damp proofing. More odd bits of machinery with suspected usefulness met the light of day and a splash of grease today. I think I will have to take a few of them in a well ordered crocodile up to the rubbish on Friday, they can choose partners to hold hands with on the way up the road. Their sacrifice will clear the way for something, but now the space is opened up it seems a shame to fill it, perhaps more stuff on trollies is the solution.