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With the plywood in place and screwed down, I cover it with a fibreglass weave saturated with polyester resin. After it has cured I cut of the “skirt”, and caulk the edges with the wall.

And now, repeat this for the next balcony hoping the weather will stay nice and we won’t get a snowstorm.

[No snow, but it did rain...]

I admit, it wasn’t a long swim, but I did swim. Not long enough to remove all the paint from my arms and legs (Note to self: don’t paint fire escape stairs in shorts and a T-shirt) but it was lovely. Sitting near the water at “our” lake on this gorgous day with the trees almost in full fall-colour mode.

Much nicer than painting the fire escape, our activity yesterday and the last couple of weekends… But that job is fortunately also progressing.

Global Warming is on the rise.

This is the best way to clean those cheap plastic chairs. Just throw them in the pool, and the bleach will do the rest. Of course we don’t have a pool, but Alison’s parents do, and they happen to have their yearly barbeque (with real coal) today.

We help setting up the garden and preparing a lot of skewers with saumon, shrimp and scallops, mushrooms, bell pepper, onion and cherry tomatoes.

We brought Poupoune with us and happily vacuumed the grass under the guests. Whenever they dropped something (Mmm, salmon!) she was there to catch it.

Pepe was staying at Alison’s ex and sprinkled pee everywhere in the appartment. Bad dog.

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Gaan we eens naar iets cultureels, is het ge-annuleerd…

Het was een ballet in het openluchtheater in een groot park, maar omdat het vandaag slechts 17 graden was, is de voorstelling geannuleerd. Anders vatten die danseressen kou.
Dus hebben we maar gewoon gepicknickt.

En het is prachtig weer buiten…

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