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.
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.
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.
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