DVT DAY 195
I’m knackered! From morning till night I have been moving all the stuff back that we moved to enable the re-piping. So much stuff and some surprises. One of them was the discovery of a child’s teas set given to us by my parents and told not to let the girls play with them. We obviously took the advice they gave as I found them in a tin tucked away. They are German porcelain by EM Bavaria who were well know for making child’s tea sets. This set is 100o, beyond that I do not know, although they are apparently common. No hidden fortune here I’m afraid.
I also discovered that I have the Imelda Marcos shoe gene. It kind of creeps up on you is my excuse, a combination of hoarding and liking shoes to go with clothes. I found I had at least three collections which when put together seemed excessive. See below:
The day to day set 
The wardrobe set
What can I say. I seem to like shoes. Most of the ones in the last picture are bound for the shoe recycle or charity shop. Not the colourful ones.
We kept going through the evening and I went off to the garage to begin to clear some space for the longer term rearrangements. First job was to re hook the tool board and get it filled.
Its been a full days graft, my back aches so its time for football and the blog before getting some sleep and start over in the morning. Of course being Sunday its weigh in day, lets hope I earn a Mars bar ice cream.
Just a little pedantry…..McLuhan’s spelling….’massage’ for ‘message’…perhaps it’s a U.S. thing
The Medium is the massage is a philosophical comment on the nature of media, in that the medium is more important to understand than the content.
McLuhan maintains that the form of the medium is the way we are influenced and that is mainly to be massaged into being and perceiving in a particular way.
He does a lot of punning and reconstructing sayings as “probes” to make people think.
Roland.