Tarbet was where we stayed for a fortnight over Christmas a few years back, my avatar pic was taken then.
Loved it. Love Scottyland.
What Tarbet there is a few.Tarbet was where we stayed for a fortnight over Christmas a few years back, my avatar pic was taken then.
Loved it. Love Scottyland.
I've been gathering the bits for a wind turbine for awhile now. Little money slows the process.
Quite, Tarbet is feck all really, especially in the middle of winter, but as you say a good place to tour from. When I said "loved it" i meant the fortnight as a whole. Tarbet one sh!t pub where Wifey couldn't find anything she could eat.
The one about halfway up the western bank of Loch Lomond.
Good on you. shame about the "hurt" but rads can be heavy awkward feckers.... today's central heating rework has gone quite well.
All 12 radiators have been removed, and percussion-power-flushed within an inch of their lives, fitted with new tailstocks and valves and refitted.
Tomorrow we will do some CH plumbering to install the Magnaclean (lookalike) unit and then leak-test the whole system and run it up to a high temp.
Thom is only available tomorrow as his last day, so it all has to be sorted by close of play.
I reckon the plumbing mods will take 2-3 hours so we have a good margin for leak finding/fixing.
I have however hurt myself lifting radiators and I shall be paying the price for this foolishness later.
But all in all a good day and fine result.
I dread to think
no I'm not doing your wheel bearrings.
I would have gone up to Crianlarich.Quite, Tarbet is feck all really, especially in the middle of winter, but as you say a good place to tour from. When I said "loved it" i meant the fortnight as a whole. Tarbet one sh!t pub where Wifey couldn't find anything she could eat.
I hate to turning there the road from there to Ardlui is p!sh
Yer well you're Scotty and know the place bettern me. I hadn't been to Scottyland since 1979, a holiday with my ex before we even got engaged. And the last time before that had been with my family in 1972.
Well next time give us a shoutYer well you're Scotty and know the place bettern me. I hadn't been to Scottyland since 1979, a holiday with my ex before we even got engaged. And the last time before that had been with my family in 1972.
