Stormy

Winds rocked the caravan last night and rain has come down (or sideways) in stair rods since 2000 hours yesterday. It's forecast to go on like this for another 8 hours (24 in total).

The lid blew off the water tank but nothing is connected up yet anyway.

Fortunately I had improved the design of the SOWETO style door on the cabin yesterday by getting heavier plastic sheet and securing it with battens.  I should be in there today sanding and priming the floor but am reluctant to open said 'door' even a crack to gain entry. The rain is being blown directly onto it.

I must get a rain gauge. It won't reduce the quantity of rain but it might be nice to know how much of it there really is. It sounds like Noah's flood on the caravan roof.

To fill what feels like a waste of a day I have researched insulation for walls and ceiling. The cabin kit includes some but I expect it isn't the highest R value one could fit so I've done a deal with the cabin supplier that I'll buy my own supply (on the excuse I can pick them up locally - less than half the distance) and he will give me a credit which I can use to buy some more cedar to fill in the pediment (triangle bit) at the top front of the verandah.

It probably suits him because there will be profit for him in selling milled timber - sawmilling is what he does.

Electrician has booked mid-June to do all the wiring and permanent connection to a meter etc. At present I am only connected to a very expensive temporary supply from a box on the roadside.

To amuse myself I tipped out my coffee dregs (a la Linda of Local Kiwi Alien blogspot) and can't even imagine a fortune to tell myself in this; but I like the patterns around the edge.

Maybe it's the waves on rising flood waters!