Every Morning I awake torn between a desire to save the world and an inclination to savor it. This makes it hard to plan the day.~ E.B.White ~
A few weeks back we rented The Good Life fromNetflix and have been enjoying the seriesone &two of this outrageous British comedy. The characters take on a special attachment since their story justly impersonate scenarios that we (and I am sure many an urban homesteader) too have had to face. Watching the episodes has given us additional inspiration and influenced more lifestyle changes. It’s a classic for those in the self-sufficiency movement. Great humor and witty writing – gotta love those wellies.
On his fortieth birthday, Tom Good gives up his well-paid job as a draughtsman in an engineering company. He is no longer able to take seriously his assignment to design plastic toys for insertion into breakfast cereal packets. With his wife Barbara they make a decision to live a sustainable and simple living lifestyle while staying in their beloved home in Surbiton. They dig up their front and back gardens, and converting it into a small holding growing soft fruit and vegetables. They introduce chickens, pigs (Pinky and Perky) a goat called Geraldine and a cockerel called Lenin. They generate their own electricity, using methane from animal waste. Later they even attempt to make their own clothes. They also work at selling or bartering surplus crops for essentials which they cannot make themselves. They try to cut their monetary requirements to the minimum with varying success.
Their actions horrify their kindly but conventional next-door neighbours, Margo and Jerry Leadbetter. more
The show had an irresistible premise: a middle-class suburban couple, Tom and Barbara Good, decide to go back to the land and turn their Surbiton home into a self-sufficient farm-cum-allotment, growing their own food, keeping animals and making their own tools and equipment. This creates friction with their neighbours, especially the Leadbetters, located next door, prime examples of the gin-and-tonic set. more
Beware of Distractions
Work continued on the solar shower on Sunday. The water heating element will still be simple – a coiled black garden hose supported on a salvaged bed frame.
I miss using the cob oven and, until it’s re plastered, I figure on not using it. I was planning on re plastering on Sunday, but feel that maybe the cracking has something to do with the extremely dry weather. I hope the weather cools down a bit, bringing some humidity. Perhaps the humidity will prevent the plaster from cracking. I have to have some hope that the oven will look beautiful again.
Yesterday afternoon, we made a bunch of “smoky tasting” marmalade yesterday — my fault! The pot of marmalade was a tad bit burnt because I left the pot of oranges and peels boiling on the stove and got distracted.
First, I had to make a phone call to New Orleans to arrange some assistance for friend and victim of Hurricane Katrina that is feeling really down in the dumps lately. While I was on the phone to NOLA our next door neighbor’s kid knocked on the door, asking to use the computer and, if that weren’t enough, another neighbor dropped by and wanted me to chat for bit, telling me about her new job and such.
After that commotion, I went into the kitchen just in the nick of time, saving the marmalade before it got badly burnt and would have had to been completely inedible. Someone told me that to be a good cook , one needs to have no distractions – that is so true! Lessoned learned, we have now have 6 jars of “smoky” (not burnt) tasting marmalade, but I am sure it won’t be bad with spreading it over some peanut butter or mixing it in oatmeal.