The Gas Man Cometh

Up this path and to the left is the location of my gas bottles, behind the truck. Gas heats my water and fuels the kitchen hob. A bottle lasts me three months. When it’s empty I call retailers in Oamaru who come out and replace it with a full one.

The gas man will be here on Wednesday. And hopefully his visit won’t have as many repercussions as this one did https://youtu.be/v1dvAxA9ib0 

Until mid-afternoon today the path up to the gas bottles was knee-high in grass, tussock seedlings, thistles, nettles and other weeds, making it impossible for the gas man to reach them. I spent three hours clearing it. 

I shall now also have easier access to the outdoor bath, which is up the path and to the right. Actually, Bean will have easier access: she snoozes in the sun on the deck by the baths every morning.

The box on the left is the electricity meter.