Our solar project! Yes, we have decided to invest in a solar panel system here at the Quirky Museum. However, we are taking a slightly different route as I’ll explain. Continue reading “Our solar project”
A vintage car, an old friend and a new owner

This post is one of those stories which restores my faith in humanity a little and brings back memories of an old, departed friend. As you will see, this is all about a vintage car, an old friend and a new owner. Continue reading “A vintage car, an old friend and a new owner”
The joy of hearing from an old friend

Most unexpectedly, we had the pleasure of hearing from an old friend whom we knew between 2011 and 2015. Once again, it reminded me how important friends and acquaintances can be, even those friendships that may seem brief or fleeting. In a world that sometimes feels a little crazy, those human connections matter enormously. Continue reading “The joy of hearing from an old friend”
We’ve written a house manual!

We’ve written a house manual! Or at least, Rachel has done the writing and I did some of the gap filling and so on. We seem to have such a complicated house here at the Quirky Museum and every time we’ve had work done, we have incorporated the information. This is what it involves. Continue reading “We’ve written a house manual!”
Scammed, almost

We have been scammed, almost. Thankfully everything turned out well, although I admit to having been a tad worried at the time. In fact, I might even write to say “thank you” to the bank. Continue reading “Scammed, almost”
The post box which shows all that is wrong in the UK

The post box which shows all that is wrong in the UK. This article follows my previous one about the state of public services being sold off. One of the most spectacular is the Post Office itself, closely followed by Royal Mail who owns the above post box.
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Selling the family silver

We are selling the family silver. Yes, really — it’s gone. And, as is often the case in our lives, there’s a slightly quirky story behind it. Continue reading “Selling the family silver”