Wednesday, 29 December 2010
Treatment Room is now open!
Monday, 27 December 2010
Where it all started...
I can't remember if it was our 5 or 10 year plan, but we wanted to move away from the South-east to find a better life in the country with a bit of land and somewhere to work on my van without upsetting the neighbours. Not that we didn't like West Malling; we had been there for 10 years and had a number of close friends, including our neighbours Rob and Becky and Dave and Kate. But it was time for a change and coincided with Kim graduating from the European School of Osteopathy. There were just too many osteopaths in Maidstone and if Kim was to set up a practice, it had to be somewhere with less competition.
Kim is from Welsh stock and her parents have a flat in Swansea, so we had spent weekends and the odd week's holiday exploring South Wales and the Gower Peninsular in particular. I had been at University in Exeter and lived in Plymouth for a couple of years after graduating and so always dreamed of returning to the South-west one day. However, we both decided that south Wales was where we should start looking ideally for a small holding with a few acres of land. The Gower turned out to be too expensive and very few houses came with land, so on the advice of one of Kim's Dad's old school friends, we expanded our search area west to include Pembrokeshire and in particular, the area around the small market town of Narberth. Based on a quick preliminary visit, Narberth felt very similar in many ways to West Malling.
We had not really considered moving that far west as I still had to work in London a few days a week having agreed with my employer that I could work from home on at least a part time basis. There are lots of smallholdings in Pembrokeshire and west Carmarthenshire, however, we discovered that many of them are very remote and part of the criteria for our perfect place in the country was that it had to be within walking distance of a pint of milk and a short drive to a train station. As Kim was nearing the end of her course and was offered an Associate position working in an established osteopathic practice in East Grinstead, we decided to put the house hunting on hold for while. Following her graduation in July, we went to Swansea for a week to spend time with Kim's brother Andrew and girlfriend Kelley (now wife) were visiting Wales. As we were back in the area, we decided to check up on any developments in the housing market.
We had registered with a few local estate agents earlier in the year and had recently been sent details for a property called Valley Gate, just outside Narberth. Kim had done a quick drive-by a few days earlier with her parents and was initially put off by the seemingly remote location and position of the house right on the road side. However,with Andrew and Kelly in tow, we decided to have another look. We both fell in love with the location (a 20 minute walk to Narberth - not so remote after all!) and the land that came with it; 3.5 acres in two plots either side of Valley Road. We did a second viewing the next day and, thanks to Kim's Dad who had agreed to provide a bridging loan at a very competitive rate, we were in a position to make a 'speculative' offer that was accepted straight away.
It took until October for the sale to go through but we could not move until Xmas, so took a week off when we got the keys to gut the place. It had been rented out for a number of years and was in real need of updating as the lovely 1970's fitted bedroom furniture shows. The front, original part of the house, is probably 200 years old with 2' thick stone rubble walls. The rear of the house is a 2 storey extension that was originally flat-roofed, but in the 1980's a new roof was added to the whole house. Downstairs has a sitting room, kitchen and bathroom and upstairs there are 4 bedrooms and a small bathroom.
Once we stripped out the fitted furniture we found thick mould on the external walls that was removed with copious quantities of bleach. We also found central heating pipes had been run across the floors under the fitted units. We spent the week stripping all the wallpaper off (along with plaster in places!) and removing all carpets to give us a 'blank canvas' to work with. There are more photographs on Picasa
Saturday, 25 December 2010
Happy Xmas from Valley Gate
When Kim went out to feed the Chickens it was -12 C and not much warmer when I finally surfaced to helpfully take a few photos of the festive day. We are now going to knuckle down and get the Nut Roast going and chisel out a parsnip or two and a swede.
Tuesday, 21 December 2010
Home at last
I drove the 4x4 and trailer and Kim drove the Luton Transit. I managed to get the engine onto the back of the trailer, but the gearbox had to go into the Luton. Unfortunately, and yes Kim you were right, I had not drained all the oil from the gearbox and there was a bit of an environmental incident on the way back. Luckily, most of the oil was soaked up by the bed that we decided needed to be replaced (anyway?). I had never driven 4x4 or more significantly towed anything. Going forward is relatively simple if you remember the trailer is there, but going backwards is another matter. I had to tow the van out of the drive in West Malling and reverse it into Dave's drive next door to get the Luton in to be loaded. Against all expectations and with a huge amount of luck (I had visions of blocking the road with a jackknifed trailer) it went in first time with no drama.
The trip back to Wales was fairly uneventful apart from the cover trying to part company from the van. Once back home, another tricky manoeuvre was required to get the van somewhere close to her new home in the workshop. Again, it all seemed to go quite well without a hitch. Purple Haze in now in the workshop awaiting the next phase of restoration, whenever that might be...
Monday, 20 December 2010
Slugging it Out
There is lots of advice out there from pots filled with beer to scattering Comfrey leaves around as a sacrificial fodder, however, we were looking for a more elegant solution and it appears that it is Copper. Slugs do not like crossing copper as apparently they get a minor electric shock that deters them. There are many products on the market including rings for individual plants, however, we needed an industrial scale solution: copper tape.
After much research on the internet (ebay), I found a suppler of self adhesive copper tape at a fraction of the price charged by Garden Centres and Horticultural Outlets. I therefore bought enough rolls to go all around both of the raised beds and, with the help of Basil, give them a very attractive pinstripe effect (no I am not going bald, that is the equivalent of red eye on the scalp).
The proof of the pudding is in the eating (not an analogy to take to far with slugs) and so we waited for the slugs to come out of hiding and head for the restaurant thoughtfully created for them. The sequence of photos below speak for themselves....
However, life is never quite that simple. The larger slugs did not seem deterred by the copper tape and waltzed happily over it (to die eating slug pellets...) and I did catch the tape with my brush cutter which came off second best by quite a long way. You also have to keep the tape quite shiny with a pan scourer otherwise the oxidised surface is less effective. In other places it simply fell off where the tape did not stick too well to the timber sleepers. I think there was also a resident population of slugs in the beds that saw no reason to go and hide in the surrounding grass each night.
Next year (this year now!) I will try and paint a strip of varnish around the sleepers first to aid adhesion. I did think about 2 parallel strips a few millimetres and a battery; that really would give them a shock. Perhaps a modification for 2012. One very effective method of control is the Chickens; they simply love slugs, however, they would probably eat everything else a well! I am sure the saga will continue.
Photo Album
Sunday, 5 December 2010
The Kittens - Bryn and Bron
The Chickens - Rosemary, Tarragon, Fennel and Dill
As a fortieth birthday present, Ian's Auntie Maggie kindly offered to pay the set up costs, namely the chicken coop and 50m of electric fencing which seems to be the only way to protect the hens from cunning foxes.
It now gives them a very extensive range to explore and they love digging in the old garlic bed.
The fencing and chicken coop (a Sonning Minor) was purchased from Wells Poultry in Ebbw Vale, Gwent. So far, no complaints from us or the chickens!
Saturday, 12 June 2010
Irrigation
Wednesday, 9 June 2010
Soil Screening
Soil is a very precious commodity and therefore we have gone to some considerable length (probably too far!) to recover soil from the various excavations for land drains, cable ducts, vegetable beds and planting trees.
Every hole dug is hard going with pickaxe and mattock and result in a pile of broken rock and stone with some soil mixed in. The ‘soil’ (largely rock dust!) is useful to fill raised beds when mixed with compost and the stone for backfilling land drains. Larger bits of rock will be used for paths.
To sort these out we have improvised a screen made from an old gate covered with garden netting. Below this is a second screen made from galvanised wire mesh. Large stone are retained on the netting and are ‘bounced’ down the length of the gate. The stones and soil that fall through the netting are then screened through the mesh with the ‘soil’ falling to the ground and the smaller stone collected in a bucket.
The system works well provided everything is reasonably dry otherwise it all sticks together and does not pass through the screen.
The one final process is washing the smaller stone. As the soil is clayey, quite a bit sticks to the smaller stones or just small balls of clay don’t go through the smaller mesh. If this was used for backfilling a land drain, the clay would clock up the perforated pipe.
The stones were washed in a sieve with water from the stream and the washings filtered using a bulk bag that gravel was delivered in. Wash water drained back to the stream. There was a 20m length of blue water pipe we found in our hedge that we recovered and by simply weighting one end in the bottom of the stream up the field we had quite a flow of water. This gave us another idea, more of which later…
This proved to be a very slow and back breaking task and I am not sure if simply leaving the stone out in the rain for a while would not achieve the same result!