Pottery House is a small B&B on the beautiful and quieter south side of Loch Ness.
Bats In The Pottery
Yesterday evening Glen was watching TV when suddenly something flew over his head. It was a bat in the lounge, don't know how long it's been in the house, must have come in through the patio doors when we had them open one evening. It took us ages to catch it. When we put it outside it was pouring with rain, so we left it to roost under the patio door in the dry. It's still there this morning.
Things are finally starting to take shape with this project. As you can see below I've installed the pipe outlet into tank 2 from which the water will overflow back into the main drain pipe. I've also connected a copper pipe to the bottom of tank 1, this is where the water will be fed to the pump and then on to the outside tap. Bit of a challenge this one as I've only ever worked with copper piping once before and that was under instruction from my friend Michael, who's a dab-hand at this plumbing lark. I was especially please as I managed to bend the 22mm copper pipe to the shape I needed (using a spring) and also solder the two lengths together to reach the pump. It's also connected to the bottom of the tank. Don't know if all these joints ae water-proof mind you!!! And finally today I've connected the two tanks together, well almost. I've cut the holes in the tanks and have the joining pipe, but I need to tank connectors which I've ord
I grew up in the South of England, both my parents were Londoners but they always had a love of the Scottish Highlands, they visited frequently and had friends living in Fort William, I have fond memories of family holidays here. Christmas Early 1970's, Hedger Household For all of my youth a particular painting hung above the fireplace in our front room, in fact you can see it in the photo taken at Christmas some time in the early 1970's (yes, that's me, the painting is on the right above the old 1970's electric fire). It was painted by my father, he was an amateur oil painter but only ever painted 3 paintings. After Mum (on the right) passed away in 1995 the painting ended up in my attic and it's pretty much stayed there over the years, even here at Pottery House. It didn't really mean much apart from the memory of it always being on the wall at home, until I showed it to a close friend and he immediately said "That's Lower F
First the Pine Marten discovered the feeder intended for the red squirrels (see previous post) and he's now a regular visitor (if you're booked to stay with us in the next couple of weeks be sure to ask if you'd like to see him). Now the red squirrels have decided to move on to the peanut feeder intended for the birds. It's not that the pine marten have scared the red squirrels off their feeder, they're on it every day as well and we keep it topped up, it's just that some squirrels seem to relish the challenge of hanging upside down trying to pull peanuts out through the wire. Red Squirrel stealing nuts intended for the birds.