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An account of life in a Northumbrian Croft
In November 2006 I was offered the chance to take on a three room cottage with no road, electricity, or mains water - the "Stone Caravan" of the title.
As I don't have an ounce of sense I said yes, and this is the journal of my attempt to live in the wood...
The Stone Caravan
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- Enjoy the longest night of the year...
- More lavatorial humour
- A crash in the kitchen suggests the mice got into ...
- Just survived a dinner party in the cottage
- Let's talk rude
- I have a one legged pheasant in the garden.
- Funny how the solution to writing problems usually...
- from the bus - just crossing hadrians wall
- I'm not convinced that giggles are the sanest reac...
- Hmmm... 8 inch icicles inside my kitchen.
- Lunch from the ashes
- Coldest morning yet - delicate flowers of frost et...
- My domain host changed all my mail passwords witho...
- Radio silence
- Opps..
- Now - this really is cool...
- No wonder it was a little chilly last night.
- Freaking cold...
- The Night of the Living Deadline - part deux.
- Just brought the christmas tree indoors. Far to ea...
- Tropical skies and deadlines
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