During the painting of our house, I wrote about last week, we had to take apart and rebuild two bat caves that were where my top floor awnings used to be. When Boy-O opened them up, hundreds of bats took flight, four Filipinos’ also took fright, my wife and her sister ran to the street, Boy-O and I stayed still and laughed at the pandemonium. Now those awnings were built in 1999 and the bottoms were constructed using Hardi-Flex* which is an Australian made product which we also used to finish off our three bathrooms as a base for the tiles. The reason I choose it is it is virtually indestructible and not affected by water. Proof of that is that my bathrooms still look as good as they did twelve years ago, plus the two bat caves, the wood was gone, destroyed by the bats and the Hardi-Flex was still as good as when it was installed.
Boy-O started ripping it apart after the bats flew the coop (or bat cave) when he did we found 10 plus kilos of guano in each one of them, that raised a dust storm akin to a sand storm in the Sahara Desert. Once more there was a mass exodus of humans and dogs out of its way.
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Now the sweeping starts and every bit of bat crap was collected and spread around Mayang’s plants, waste not, want not. The sad part is, I’ll miss my bats; I would watch them taking flight at night around sunset and see their return every morning, after a hard night on the town eating tens of thousands of mosquitoes. I hope they found a new and better home.
So now the house is finished of all projects for now, or at least I hope it is. The project money is spent, Christmas looms near. I only hope they don’t raise the price of beer!
During these last four weeks I have missed many parties and normal social meeting with my friends. That I assume is the downside of home improvement. But the Christmas Season parties will start soon and I’ll make up for the one month hiatus from going out.
I further promise that I will write no more articles on the subject of projects until next year when I know Mayang will have a list of new ones. I’ll shuffle off this mortal core never having once more, the pleasure of owning a new car, unless I can sneak it onto her next list of projects.
“Flash update” Do to the fact that there was paint left over, the carport and the front wall are being painted. Will it ever end? What can happen next? Oh that’s simple, Mayang came back from town and after I parked the car and left, she came running in shouting the car is on fire! I glanced out the window and saw the steam coming up from the hood (Bonnet if you live in the UK) I knew right away it was a broken hose. Walking by at the same time was Kuya Phillip, who works at The Shell station in Olongapo and removed the hose and took it with him to buy a new one. The next day he replaced it, and while doing so disconnected the temperature gauge, since all my coolant was gone I took it to town and had the system flushed and all the other hoses checked and the gauge hooked up again. Now all is well again once more.
Sunday (Yesterday now as you read this) we hosted the Pacquiao/Marquez fight on pay-per-view. Food was consumed plus cold adult beverages in cans and bottles and assorted cocktails. Oh yes we did have some soft drinks also. The neighbors, our family and of course friends and least we not forget the “Painting Guys” were in attendance.
So that’s my story, and I’m sticking to it; until next week, please stay well…