Boiler Repairs

On this overcast yet dry and humid morning, carrying out a modicum of dead heading on my way round to collect the Head Gardener’s recent clippings, I added another empty compost bagful to the two that Jackie and and Dillon had not been able to fit into the Modus on yesterday’s dump trip.

Although the sun managed a faint glimmer towards the end of the afternoon, there wasn’t much change in the weather while Jackie and I took a forest drive after stocking up on provisions at Ferndene Farm Shop.

The usual group of ponies chose their favourite bend at Burley Street to disrupt the traffic and fill tyre treads with good manure. The last two on the verge were a slumbering audience as their companions kept pace with slowly moving vehicles.

Noticing a rather splendid steam roller reversing alongside The Elm Pub on Hightown Road, I disembarked once more and followed the

ancient behemoth until it came to rest in the hostelry car park where

two enthusiasts were happy to have me photograph details and poke

my lens and them while they worked on tweaking the boiler and relighting the fire in order successfully to encourage

steam once more to emanate from the tall funnel.

Until something spooked them, a group of deer, one white, shared the green at Hyde with ponies. Then they scarpered sharpish.

This evening we all dined on a variety of tasty pizzas and fresh salad, with which Jackie drank more of the Sauvignon Blanc and I drank Cheval de Montenac Graves 2019.

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    1. I didn’t, Ivor. The men were so busy that although they were happy to be photographed I didn’t like to involve them too much. Thanks very much

  1. Interesting and delightful surprises today with the steamroller and white deer! I’m glad you got to see them and to share them with us.

  2. Supposedly, the white deer indicates too much inbreeding and that additions are needed to the genepool. White bits on pheasants tell the same sad tale.

  3. Reading your title in my reader page caused me to go, “Oh, no!” So glad to arrive here, read, and realize it was not home/house related.
    You know I enjoy watching men work. šŸ™‚
    Also, it’s always a joy to see the pretty ponies…
    and the dear deer! Shared space. Suddenly spooked. Scarpered sharpishly. Scattered soon. Surely smart! Seemingly sassy! Silly swan-song. šŸ™‚
    (I’ll let myself out now. šŸ™‚ )
    (((HUGS))) ā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø

  4. Such a variety of fascinating sights in your part of the world, Derrick!
    I’m echoing everyone else in admiring them–and also happy to know it wasn’t your boiler that needed repairs.

    1. Thanks very much, Merril. You wouldn’t have expected me to miss the title opportunity

  5. That steam roller is quite a specimen, glad it didn’t get close to the ponies.
    Is that white deer an albino or a different breed?

  6. I thought white deer only existed in fairy tales, sometimes morphing into unicorns.
    A fascinating antique machine I had only read about.
    Please tell Jackie I am saying Cheers! with Sauvignon Blanc. ????????

  7. Hah! They “…scarpered sharpish.” You’re such a wordsmith! Oh, and I loved all those steamroller photos. Quite the machine!

  8. Graham, my late husband, would have been in the car park too and collecting photographs and introducing himself. He loved steam engines and traction engines.

  9. Sounds like a lovely day out, Derrick and Jackie. The ponies look sleek and shiny in their summer coats. I liked the old steam roller, too. In one of the photos, I noticed the plaque on the side says “Gertrude Lucy” Was that the tractor’s name?

    How often do you spot white deer among local population?

  10. A most interesting post, Derrick. Gertrude Lucy is quite a machine. Amazing to see working in this day and age. A real piece of engineering from days gone by.

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