WIND THINGIE

John, my husband of thousands of years, has a very expensive weather station and one of it's components is a wind thingie. That is not the technical term. Anemometer. A thingie used to measure wind speed.
Years ago Roger helped John put this up so it was above the apex of the roof. We have a Cape Cod with an addition where the garage used to be. We moved in here in 1985 and there were 3 layers of shingles on at that time and there are still three except that they leak terribly over the freezer, washer and dryer in the utility room.

So we decided it was time to re-roof, and it happened that I knew someone (well) whose husband does this for a living. So tomorrow the roofers are due to appear.

John decided the wind thingie, the anemometer, needed to come down.

So he climbed the ladder up onto the roof and began to disassemble the wind thingie.

(In the foreground is more of the weather station. The anemometer is visible on top of the corner of the roof, happily spinning away in the summer wind.)

John gets up on the roof. I can climb ladders, or I can stand on a roof but I cannot climb a ladder and step OFF of it onto the roof. The act of stepping off the ladder fills me with a dread that I am helpess to put words to. I'm not sure it is a fear of falling. But it might be. Clearly, John doesn't share that sense of impending doom.

Anyway once up there he discovered that the brackets were frozen. He used WD-40 (which rolled off the roof) and worked on it for a long time and then determined that the bottom of the pole would have to be cut off in order to get it out of the brackets.

He was up there a long time working on it. I kept thinking the roofers could work around it, (it has wires that crossed the roof and apparently John felt it wasn't safe.)

I guess Nigel agreed.

Eventually he got it down. So now the roofers can roof the roof. Tomorrow morning. Should be really interesting with three Bassets to help them......