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A l'heure de ranger les chaises par dizaines, il est aussi temps de faire reluire les chromes de ces tas de chaises...! Hardi les coeurs ! Et vive l'huile de coude...
I love any of the DIY shows. This Old House and Swet Equity are some of favorites.
Macro Monday project –
03/07/11
"Favorite TV shows"
Just needs a bit more elbowgrease #classiccar
#vintage #sepia #monochrome #urban #retro #street #carjunkies
#nikon #d750
Sometimes you just gotta get down on your hands and knees and scrub off the doggy drool.
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WASHBOARD!!!!
I have wanted one of these for AGES! When I found out my mom had one, I ran down to her place to borrow it. I don't have a washer or dryer, so this thing is wonderful!
I think I might have to pretend I 'lost' it when she asks for it back...I love it!
And yes, I was really doing laundry while I took this. The trick is getting the shot before the tub fills with soapy water, haha.
Multi-colored bathtub brought to you by hair dye :)
A brass bound funnel gets some attention, as the boater puts in plenty of elbow grease.
Braunston historic boat Rally, 25th June 2017
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Sometimes, you just get lucky.
We were driving through a rural area and passed by an interesting place, so we wanted to turn around to check it out. Just before our turn out, we saw a man and woman approaching an old, abandoned house through a yard full of weeds and grasses. As we passed the house again, we noticed the woman standing on the porch.
The place we wanted to see was closed, so we turned back to our original route. As we approached the abandoned house once again, we saw the couple waving us down. Perhaps there was some sort of trouble.
The couple had seen us passing by for the third time and thought that we were 'locals' who were checking them out. As they told us later, "Everyone around here is related, so we thought it would be a good idea to let you know that this house belongs to our family." Good information to have on both counts, I thought.
We heard their interesting story about how the man and his sister had been adopted by different families, and had only found each other recently after a 17 year search. The old house had belonged to the sister's father, who passed away some time ago, leaving the house unoccupied.
Being the curious sort – and, of course, armed with a camera and tripod – I asked if I could poke around a bit. What had once been a beautiful old farm house was now collapsing in on itself. Along the front and sides, all of the doors and windows were blocked with plywood. Rats! (Um, not real rats. I just couldn't see inside.) Around back, though, there was an old mud room door with no glass in the windows, just some loose cardboard that had seen better days.
"Would you mind if I just stuck my camera through this window?", I asked. I find it never hurts to ask. "No problem."
It was so dimly lit inside that I didn't even know what was in there, and given the musty, moldy smell coming through, I wasn't about to go inside. Apparently, it had been quite some time since the detergents and mops were used there.
The "skylight" is courtesy of last year's Hurricane Irene, which had peeled back a significant portion of the tin roof. It's a look.
It's just a simple Rurex (Rural Exploration) composition – one not particularly noteworthy, at that – but it gave us the chance to stop along our route, do a little exploration, meet some interesting people, and then check for ticks.
Pete and Kelly, if you see this on the blog, please drop me a line at my email address. Thanks for letting us peek into the old place. It was a pleasure to meet you.
Went to Steve and Henya's for dinner tonight. They had mentioned fresh pasta, but forgot to mention that i was going to have to make it.
Actually Henya and I did most of the pasta machine work. The dough was picky tonight, either too moist or too dry, always having to add more flour or more liquid. But it came out fine. Better than fine. We ate fresh pasta.
Steve made a great tomato sauce with ginger.
Add some red wine they picked up at the farmer's market last week and we had us a meal. And salad. With spareguts. (asparagus). And goddess dressing. which i had never heard of. kind of like tahini doubleplusgood.
i tried to catch hazel in the background watching the pasta dry but my exposure was a bit off.
Sometimes technology just cannot provide a solution. June 5th was a sunny day, and a number of drivers alighted at Reading in order to use the windscreen cleaning solution (a bucket of water and a long handled broom) in order to get a clear view when driving into the sun. Here, 180106, waiting at platform 9, benefits from the broom / elbow grease combination.
Today the boys brewed up up some beer. They did Irish Red and Amber Ale. The house smells like grain and yeast.... Of course there was a bit of beer drinking going on too. I tried out my new 50 mm 1.4 lens.
((Los Angeles)) • A member of Team Penske makes notes while working on one of their race cars for the Grand Prix of Long Beach.
The old fashioned way.
Please note that this is English polish, not Polish polish.
Elbow grease is an old fashioned term for working hard at manual labor or trades. As in "put some elbowgrease into that".
It is still used as a practical joke by master tradesmen on apprentices - e.g. "Go fetch some elbow grease from him". Each tradesperson will say someone else has the elbow grease and send the unwitting apprentice on to another master tradesperson. The snipe hunt will continue until the apprentice gives up, catches on or runs out of people/places to search.
Never ending job! More Brasso and Elbow Grease is applied to the Paddle Steamer Waverley
2nd October 2002
Working on a steamtrain is dirty work. I loved it (hence my big smile)!
Driver for a day in the Maldegem steamcentre
(picture taken by TT)
One man's junk is another woman's treasure: upcycling !
Zelf gemaakte eierdopjes, gemaakt van wijnflessen. Heeft wat oefening gevergd, maar we zijn er. Ronde flessen allerhande altijd welkom :)