The dead almond trees in the fields nearby have been acquired for my winter heating, after I asked the current owner of the land if I could take them. So I bought myself a chainsaw on Friday night on the way home from work. You’re not a proper man until you’ve bought your first chainsaw, and you are probably half the man you were when you’ve had your first accident with it, so I spent a considerable time going through the manual to understand the safety factors before I tried to start it.
Then I couldn’t start it. So I spent half of Saturday pulling the starter handle, flooding the carburettor, drying it out and flooding it again. Then my friend Carl came round and just started the damned thing. (Aaaaarrrrgghhh!)
The price of firewood goes up every year, so my plan is to put some time into cutting down these dead almond trees and stock up for the colder weather in December and January. And also, put Matilde to work! This is the perfect opportunity to get my big fat donkey doing something useful, carrying the timber home.
Matilde decided to go into competition with me and she wanted to eat the tree I tied her to while I was chopping other trees down. The logs were finally loaded onto her saddlepack and Matilde began to earn her keep for a change. It was a very heavy load and would have involved four journeys with a wheelbarrow (or the same number of trips with my Rhino bike & Mule trailer), but Matilde carried the load quite comfortably. In fact she was quite happily trotting along and I had to slow her down.
And after all that exertion Matilde enjoyed some carrots as a reward, then went back to lazing on the field which is her main occupation. Of course, as anyone familiar with the Monty Python song knows, lumberjacks have buttered scones for tea…