On Saturday before the gala I went to the fleamarket with a particular shopping list in mind. Amazingly, I came away with everything I had wanted, at complete bargain prices. I got a light to attach to the shed ceiling, complete with long cord to reach the plug and also to allow access to its switch next to the door. I got a box for a double plug, and the double plug itself.
I used all bits of available weekend in between outings and meals and things to fit these. Thus, I have now taken current from inside our bedroom to a plug outside for mowers and things; I have fed a cable through from there into a double-plug inside the hut, and I have fitted two lights (moveable, in need) with switches.
That, I think, has saved a good sum in professional fees.

Box backing up bedroom plug, and feeding underground to shed, with plug point inside.

Up through floor of hut. I used a bit of the replaced pool ladder as a conduit,

Double plugs fitted inside hut.

Attached light with switch inside doorway.

Hanging light on far side of hut.

Another savings of a whopping R4 000-00 has come from a spot of risky stopping off on the righthand side of our Southern Freeway to snatch a piece of rear-view mirror knocked off daughter Robyn’s car by a large unidentified flying object last week (a sheet of something, she thinks). The electrics, glass and operation were undamaged. Just the top front cover behind the mirror had broken off. Nevertheless, the auto body repair guys all insisted on quoting for an entirely new mirror, complete.

Recovered top half cover may be seen resting alongside where it needed to be refitted.

However, Robyn had subsequently, for a couple of days, seen the part lying at the side of the road on her way home , and I persuaded her to try for a recovery on our way back from our Sunday outing (yet to be reported upon) along the same route. It took one drive-past, and then a wide circle to return via off-and-on ramps, to pull off and stop near it with hazards flashing, and then Robyn was able to nip out of her (away from traffic) door and grab it. Back at home, it took me a matter of seconds to refit. I am sure it can be touched-up to look as good as new.

© March 2019 Colonialist


About colonialist

Active septic geranium who plays with words writing fantasy novels and professionally editing, with notes writing classical music, and with riding a mountain bike, horses and dinghies. Recently Indie Publishing has been added to this list.
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  1. Handy little fellow when you put your mind to it aren’t you?


  2. Debra says:

    What a thrifty decision to retrieve mirror parts! I’m impressed with all your innovation. 🙂


  3. Barb says:

    I love a market and repurposing items. Job well done.


  4. Calmgrove says:

    Ah, Mr Fixit, I see that age cannot wither you, nor custom stale your infinite variety of talents and accomplishments. I now look forward to seeing photos of the small Hadron collider in your shed and the new space shuttle you’re building outside to compete with the Space X Crew Dragon missions to the ISS. Next post, perhaps? 😁

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    • colonialist says:

      Unfortunately more prosaic projects precede. Fibreglassing a cover, painting a slide — that sort of thing. I do have a DIY post in reserve, though, involving the fitting of new pipes to the pool without draining or losing water.

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  5. de Wets Wild says:

    Well done on not being ripped-off to fix a ripped-off piece of mirror!


  6. Colline says:

    You are definitely handy when it comes to repairing things. The money you saved could be spent elsewhere.


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