traditional methods

I'm inclined to add a wingnut-tightening facility to the broom-handle + roller-holder combination currently in use whenever painting is required at home. It'd hold it much more securely than the current arrangement of stuffing one of my fleece sweat-catching headbands for my bicycle-hat (adapted from one of the shite-catching nappy-lining strips of fleece used for the wean until things thickened up sufficiently to work with the flushable lining-paper).

Having not been camping in Dumfriesshire the night before we requested a replacement location to meet up with Glasgow-dwellers, ending up at the National Museum of Rural Life on what was billed as a Country Fair day. In addition to the normal exhibits there were demonstrations of things (mostly farriering, at what looked like a farriering school with a row of forges at the back of the barn in which two extremely docile heavy horse were patiently being repeatedly re-shod) and a sheepdogging demonstration. Despite the mobile version of the website showing lots of pictures of the nice ginger hairy pigs, only one was visible outside whilst the rest huddled inside, selfishly feeding the recently-hatched hairy ginger piglets. The sections containing machinery-through-the-ages had to be mostly skipped this time due to excessive wriggling. When put down to permit walking all walking was conducted in entirely the wrong direction. We popped back afterwards to have our tea in a Glaswegian dwelling, eventually eating after the man who brought the take-away had finished apologising for one of the containers having been squished a bit, leaking korma over everything else.