Excuse me while I rant. Maybe I don’t get it. Or maybe things are different where these people live.
The word of the day is “flexitarian“. This, apparently, is a vegetarian who also eats meat.
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[Long rant deleted, because I cannot put my total bewilderment into words].
We had a bit of a booze-up at Amperbo on Friday, my brother had a few people over because the moon was full or something (actually it was his birthday but at our age we’re quiet about that).
So we looked and felt our best when we had to go to Knysna the next morning.
6 hours and 6 minutes of driving, 519km, at an average of 85km/h and 6.3l/100km according to the trip computer, which lies by about 1l/100km about these things. I normally get better fuel consumption but I was towing a parachute trailer.
The bottom half of the display cabinet we took to Knysna is on the trailer, the top half is inside.
Saw a nice looking Forward Control in George.
In Knysna we swapped the display cabinet for a dining room table, and then we drove all the way back again on Monday.
But at least we now have a dining room table :-)
On the first day of Christmas,
Fish Hoek sent to me
A honking south eastern wind storm.
On the second day of Christmas,
Fish Hoek sent to me
Two slammed doors,
In a honking south eastern wind storm.
On the third day of Christmas,
Fish Hoek sent to me
Three dust devils,
and two slammed doors,
In a honking south eastern wind storm.
On the fourth day of Christmas,
Fish Hoek sent to me
Four rain storms,
Three dust devils,
and two slammed doors,
In a honking south eastern wind storm.
On the fifth day of Christmas,
Fish Hoek sent to me
Five broken windows,
Four rain storms,
Three dust devils,
and two slammed doors,
In a honking south eastern wind storm.
On the sixth day of Christmas,
Fish Hoek sent to me
Six rooftiles flying,
Five broken windows,
Four rain storms,
Three dust devils,
and two slammed doors,
In a honking south eastern wind storm.
(Work in progress, but lemme tell you, if you don’t like wind, Fish Hoek is not for you).
Deb posted a recipe that looked interesting. So I mooshed everything together, stuck it in the fridge, stuck it in the oven the next morning.
Tanya took one look at this, said “This is not French toast, it’s bread and butter pudding… I don’t like bread and butter pudding!”
Now, to be fair, this recipe does more resemble bread & butter pudding than the traditional savoury French toast we’re used to — I’ll have to try it again, in savoury mode.
I should have blogged the start of this story when it happened… I had the dominos, and I had a gas bottle, and I even had some spare flexible gas pipe, but I needed the bits to make it all work.
So I went by the Gas Appliance Centre in Lansdowne Road, with a domino in hand. Girl behind the counter (whom I can totally go in for, except she smokes) takes one look at this, says “yea, you need a hose barb female with a *mumble* thread, they come from the factory with a *mumble-something-else* thread, we have a tap, we can fix it… but we’re out of stock… come back in two days’ time”.
So after checking back a few times they get the fittings into stock (this place is sort of on my way to / from Lansdowne Boards so it’s no hassle). And I buy the two fittings, a T connector, a regulator and a bunch of pipe clamps.
All of this is currently doing duty making the gas dominos work over at the house (there’s still a bit of a leak I need to sort out though).
In the course of this all I spot that they also have cast iron woks, but small ones. Which is a Good Thing, since this was only days after Tanya bought me the Le Creuset. And I spot the corrugated vent pipe they use to vent gas geysers to the outside world. Figuring I could use this to join the miss-applied sewerage pipe to the extractor fan, I ask for a small bit of it. And she says “yea, my brother has off-cuts in the back of the bakkie, I’ll ask him to leave a bit here for you”.
And since then I’ve checked in a few times but the transfer from back of bakkie to under counter had not yet been made.
Which brings us to the other story. I removed four fans, actually, I lie, I removed two fans and the previous owners left us two fans which they removed or never fitted or whatever, from the bedrooms. That still leaves two fans in the house, previous owners were serious fans of… fans. Anyway, stuck the fans on Gumtree. A month or so later this girl phones, says she wants two fans, and she’ll send her cousin or friend or something to collect. No worries, say I, and I stick the fans in the back of the car.
So this morning a fellow pitches, says he’s here for the fans. And he drives a Gas Appliance Centre bakkie. Ahah!
So now I have the bit of corrugated pipe I need to finish the extractor fan installation :-)
We bought a nice prep bowl at the Muizenberg market.
Then I redesigned the kitchen, and the counter became too narrow for that prep bowl.
Then we started looking for prep bowls to fit the narrow counter, with little success.
Until we went to the Hout Bay craft market, where we found these two bowls:
We both liked the left-hand one more than the right-hand one, but due to the way the clay is fired to get the finish, the right-hand one is slightly smaller.
So we went back home to measure. And I figured that I could make the shiny one fit.
The hole is just inside the cupboard front edge, and it overlaps the batten at the back, but the bowl curves, so it fits, with a centimeter or so to spare.
And then I could fasten the top to the base cupboards, and fit the tap. Yay!
Supper last night was spaghetti Bolognese, Michelle’s recipe via Alosha. And I mixed some speculaas dough, it’s in the fridge, will stick it in the oven tonight.
My brother is running a WordPress blog with multiple authors. “Editors”, in WordPress terminology. He actually needs a content management system like E107 or Drupal, but he knows WordPress and it works for him.
But, he wants static pages, one or more per user, and of course each user should only be able to edit his own pages. Strangely enough, there doesn’t seem to be a WordPress plugin for this. Comments welcome, let me know if there is.
The following fix might work, it eliminates the link to edit pages if you’re not the right user. Of course this is low security.
wp-admin/includes/template.php
case ‘title’:
?>
<td><strong>
<?php
$user=wp_get_current_user();
if (get_the_author_ID() == $user->ID) { ?>
<a class=”row-title” href=”page.php?action=edit&post=<?php the_ID(); ?>” title=”<?php echo attribute_escape(sprintf(__(‘Edit “%s”‘), $title)); ?>”>
<?php } ?>
<?php echo $pad; echo $title ?></a></strong>
<?php if (‘private’ == $page->post_status) _e(‘ — <strong> Private</strong>’); ?></td>
<?php
break;<?php
break;
I still need to add an exception so that administrators can edit user pages.
I’ve been keeping track of my expenses, and decided to roughly categorize the spending. The total so far is just shy of R200 000, but it does include furniture which we would have had to buy in any case.
…but it means one less extension cord to trip over.
The wire runs down through the ceiling behind the Colossal Cupboard, under the Hidden Door, and up along the door frame to the plugpoint.
With hindsight it would have been easier to fit the plugpoint before mounting the bookcase on the other side of the wall.
This is the second-last electrical run required. I still need to extend it to Jessica’s room and to the outside plug point for the washer, dryer and chest freezer. (The last electrical run will be for a plug point for Tamsyn’s computer). Edit : of course I’m lying, we still need plug points in the master bedroom, but for some reason that doesn’t come up on my radar…
The master bathroom’s looking good.
