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I have a tree that has leaned over my front lawn to the extent that I couldn't get my mower under it. Right so, it has to go, and yesterday when the blistering heat subsided a bit I took my small chainsaw and shredder to deal with it. Work was going well, except that my chainsaw started to cut out with smoke coming out of various orifices.
Oh well, chainsaw into my workshop and fix it, which I completed with some modifications. So now to clean the thing up before using it again, so I started my air compressor to blow the gunge out of the devious crevices that the manufacturers devised. After a few minutes of use there was a racket from inside my workshop and my air compressor subsided in a heap of scrap. Now I need to buy a new compressor!
Domestic duties demand attention, so to hell with all this engineering! Load up the washing machine and get the laundry done.....Except that...no water. The water main down the road had burst again, and there were men (why never women in this age of equality) digging up the road. Bitter experience dictates that when the supply resumes it will be of the consistency of oxtail soup, so if the washing machine starts up the clothes will come out a uniform brown and capable of growing herbs. Not that job then! Dishwasher? No, forget that too!
Since the heatwave in Ireland seems to have ameliorated a little, I really should cut the grass with the new tractor mower that I bought four months ago to replace the one that fell apart when the paint no longer held the rust together.
But now caution warns: If I start up my new mower to cut the grass, will it actually work long enough for me to get it out of its shed? If I buy a new compressor which of my air tools will be the first to fail? And if when all this is done I attack that damned tree again with my refurbished chainsaw will the tree fall on my car or on me?
This reliance upon modern technology is clearly a forlorn hope since all of that technology is fundamentally hostile. In fact the only modern technology that I find to work every time is the cap of my bottle of Highland malt, so I intend to rely upon that from now on ..... and in bed! (Jester)
Oh well, chainsaw into my workshop and fix it, which I completed with some modifications. So now to clean the thing up before using it again, so I started my air compressor to blow the gunge out of the devious crevices that the manufacturers devised. After a few minutes of use there was a racket from inside my workshop and my air compressor subsided in a heap of scrap. Now I need to buy a new compressor!
Domestic duties demand attention, so to hell with all this engineering! Load up the washing machine and get the laundry done.....Except that...no water. The water main down the road had burst again, and there were men (why never women in this age of equality) digging up the road. Bitter experience dictates that when the supply resumes it will be of the consistency of oxtail soup, so if the washing machine starts up the clothes will come out a uniform brown and capable of growing herbs. Not that job then! Dishwasher? No, forget that too!
Since the heatwave in Ireland seems to have ameliorated a little, I really should cut the grass with the new tractor mower that I bought four months ago to replace the one that fell apart when the paint no longer held the rust together.
But now caution warns: If I start up my new mower to cut the grass, will it actually work long enough for me to get it out of its shed? If I buy a new compressor which of my air tools will be the first to fail? And if when all this is done I attack that damned tree again with my refurbished chainsaw will the tree fall on my car or on me?
This reliance upon modern technology is clearly a forlorn hope since all of that technology is fundamentally hostile. In fact the only modern technology that I find to work every time is the cap of my bottle of Highland malt, so I intend to rely upon that from now on ..... and in bed! (Jester)