Well it had to happen eventually. After years of false promises, trying to get an answer out of Openreach, and generally thinking this was never going to happen, it did! In May 2022 we finally went from the pathetic BT copper line with a download speed of 1.5Mb on a good day (backed up for some years with a satellite connection that was a little bit faster but had a data limit we were always exceeding) to a high speed fibre connection installed at the Barn. Suddenly getting speeds of well over 100Mb seemed incredible. The next issue was the
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This year we replaced the rather temperamental Calor gas boiler with a brand new hot water system with a hot water tank and power shower. From June, the water in the tank (and the rest of the hut supply) is heated by green energy as we have just completed the solar panels installation on the Barn roof. We can still produce enough power to heat the water for the Ty Bach – even on a cloudy day! The hob in the hut is still gas powered but the natural gas bottle lasts a long time. And the rest of the
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It’s painted on every road in Wales. “ARAF” means “SLOW” in English. In Wales it applies to not just cars. It also applies to so much of life in general. I am not sure how we acquired the local code ourselves, but there is an obvious answer as soon as you drive a car round the narrow lanes. You soon get to know the passing points once you are off the main roads and you can see the thoughts going through each driver’s head as you get to an impasse in the road. “He should have pulled in 50 yards
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It is a law in Wales that everyone must have their names shortened if they possibly can be shortened. My father-in-law Basil could not be Basil. He was always known as Baz. Carol’s mum, Margaret was never known as Margaret but Mags. Her brother Gareth was Gags. Alun (pronounced “Alin”) had to be Al of course. Her sister Susan naturally became Sue. Carol hovered between being called Car (by her Mum) or Caz but never Carole-with-an-e if you ever wanted to stay in her good books. There is a family story that her Bampa (grandfather) got so bored with trying
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Before we moved, friends often asked how I was going to work? “Ha!” I would reply with nonchalance, “as long as I have the internet, I can work anywhere!” I hadn’t yet encountered what passes for the internet in rural Wales. It is the proud lie of politicians, BT and Openreach that 95% of the British population has access (my italics) to fast broadband. Access is one thing, being connected is another. Seven years down the badly maintained and snail like line, memories of moaning at Virgin Media that my download speeds were less than perfect at a mere 30Mbs
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