Before I finally install the wiring for the platform lights, I must tidy up the wiring that is already under the baseboard.
There are three sets of wires already in position and they bring power to:
the 4 sets of electric points
the 6 sections of isolating track
and to the actual rails themselves.
At present, those wires and cables are dangling - see photos below - and I need to tidily hoist them up and attach them closely to the underside of the baseboard. Not sure how to do this. Masking tape loses its grip; gaffer tape is difficult to prise away if one needs to make adjustments at a later date. Screwing hooks into the underside of plywood would be very hard work. Will have to have a think about this.
|The wires yet to be installed for the platform lighting|
|Side view of baseboard|
|3 sets of existing wires to be tidied up|
Currently listening to:
Bruckner's 7th Symphony - very consoling.
Went to local library and picked up these four books in the hope that at least one of them engages me.
"Diary" by Chuck Palahniuk;
"The Gordian Knot" by Bernard Schlink;
"Sexus" by Henry Miller which is the first volume of his trilogy "The Rosy Crucifixion" and was the first book that I saw on the shelves today - a bit of a coincidence bearing in mind yesterday's blog.
"Under The Volcano" by Malcolm Lowry;
Last night's dinner:
|Cauliflower cheese sauce and tomatoes|
Cost per head: £1.25
Last night's session was a total disaster from beginning to end. Felt as if I had never attended a Tango lesson in my life. I would say back to several places before square one. Think I'll call it a day. I've tried but failed.
But the real disappointment of the week is that I feel abandoned by God: I no longer feel the presence of Jesus beside me and haven't done for the last few days.
I still have my faith entirely intact. I believe in God, in Jesus Christ and in the Holy Spirit: I simply don't feel them present beside me as I have done over the last 5 or 6 weeks.
I don't know why this has happened and I don't know what to do about it; but I desperately want the three of them back.