Day of the Machine

After taking much of the day to do some family things (beach before, and BBQ after) for Australia Day, I also moved a number of machines into the shed, now that the electrical was completed and therefore the machines wouldn’t get in the way.

Heavy buggers, especially over soft, churned up dirt the backyard has become.  The pallet jack is such an asset – able to lift the heaviest machine easily, and with reasonably wide wheels, can even manage the ground to a certain extent.

Even so, it was too much to move the thicknesser on my own (230 or so kg), so with a brief assistance of a couple of neighbours, it flew across the back yard.

Paying the price for it all now though!

Never-the-less, a good number of moves was achieved – slowly emptying the garage, and the shed starting to take on real character.

Placement/layout is by no means locked in (never is in my shed!), but am roughly placing them still in accordance with the original plan.

What was moved in this time was the Jet lathe (still uncertain about its long term plan), Jet 14″ bandsaw, Torque Workcentre, the workbench, thicknesser.

Australia Day

Let me paint you a picture.

It is 2pm in the afternoon. Sun is shining, sky is clear and blue, save a few of those small cotton-ball-like clouds that are a dazzling white, just to show you how blue the sky really is. The temperature is a balmy 28 degrees.

Just outside my shed door (open so the stereo music can be heard) is the swimming pool, with water so clear the bottom of the pool looks only a few inches below the surface. I’m floating on a thong decorated as the Aussie Flag (no- not in a thong – not thinking Borat

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More like Kylie at the Olympics

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Kylie ON a thong, not in….. Ok you get the point.)

The pool is warm, and a floating server holds beers around the rim. A copy of ManSpace floats just below the surface- where it fell when dozing overtook reading.

The beers are cold, the BBQ still hot after the steaks. The remnants of prawns sit piled on a plate. An occasional crack can be heard from the esky as the ice inside slowly succumbs.

This is Australia Day, the Aussie way.

Later, the family is heading into the city to watch a Disney concert- some all dancing all singing spectacular, then as the sun sinks and light fades across the Yarra, fireworks will again illuminate the sky, throwing the cityline into silhouette.

From there, home, and some Benedictine and Cointreau with cream over rocks (or perhaps with whiskey and some lime wedges).

Happy Australia Day!

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