01-30-04
We have new additions to our Family tonight.  You may remember my writing about the wonderful greengrocery family who kindly provide us with so much dead veg.  Well, Materia Bros. had two German Shepherds, one of my favourite breeds.  They needed to find another home for them as they lived next door to a Motel, and there were complaints about the 12 month olds barking during the day, when truckies staying at the Motel were attempting to sleep.  Materia Bros. had already sent them off to the RSPCA, but knew that of course, there was a threat that the dogs would be put down, or at the very least, separated, and they are brothers.
 
So I volunteered us.  I took them today, as yesterday Anna went to get them, being the last day she would be allowed to do so by the Shelter.  They are magnificent!  And such sweeties - Bruce and Rocky by name.  They are trained and desexed, but they are, at present, making themselves known to all and sundry.  We have them currently attached to a tree, and Brian is going to give them the old piggy pen tomorrow, after some modifications.  Funnily enough, I used to have German Shepherd brothers (Elliot and Ness after the gangster fighter) when I lived with Mum as a youngster.  There, Pierre, Mum's mini daschie, absolutely ruled the roost.  It will be interesting to see who is boss with these four.  After all, Bruce and Rocky being older than Elliot and Ness were when we bought them, they will need to be introduced to our two slowly.  Caution and Mowgli aren't impressed with the newcomers, but at least realise their size difference, which is phenomenal with daschies.  Normally, they are ready to take on the World and its big brother.  Bruce and Rocky are keen to beat up the daschies.  Perseverance is needed.
 
Kitting up
 
I had a brainwave yesterday about what I should write in this Edition.  I'm going to tell you some of the basic equipment we have and for what purpose, so that hopefully it will either trigger something in your minds to add to what you have,
along the lines of "Well, yes, that would be handy." or perhaps to let you know what you might need if you go down the particular paths we have chosen.I am trying to give you the benefit of my experience, my common sense (which is oft-times a laughable phrase) and the scourings of years of reading, listening and watching.  Trust me when I say, if you don't have it in place, you'll need it in a crisis.  Or all the time.  And both matter.
 
Shelter
 
Now this may sound idiotic, but a surprising number of people fall in love with a property and the envisaged lifestyle and don't think about the practical part of where they will live.  Treehouses are generally frowned upon by local government, and shed and caravan accomodation also meets with a resounding "NO", for a variety of reasons, usually to do with health and safety.
 
Sometimes, the bureaucracy will turn a blind eye in the interim, so long as "interim" has a particular date, close by, attached.
 
If you do have basic digs, try and make sure that they are all weather, or at least there is a substantial bucket underneath the leaks and that said leaks don't do a Chinese water torture on you whilst you are attempting to get your hard-spent energy back in focus at the end of a long day.  In other words, catch the leak, don't sleep underneath it.
 
A GOOD FIRST AID KIT.  CHECK IT REGULARLY.  TAKE A FIRST AID COURSE. 
 
Store your food in a way that is pest proof, and make sure that perishables are kept at the appropriate temperature for the appropriate time.
 
Try desperately to have some sort of refrigeration.  There is nothing more mind-bogglingly irritating (unless it's relatives come to stay at this time!) than to have to drive into town for the bit of the recipe you forgot to buy in the shopping and its original packaging is smelling higher than a pig's socks.
 
A sink.  Better by far than a bucket or even a large bowl.  If you want a multi-pupose job, buy a plastic baby's bath.  You can also hang these up easily.  They are good for washing fowl, too!  Or small dogs, produce and hand-washing laundry and those fiddly bits from your vehicle.  In a pinch, you can use them for washing the baby, although some die-hard self-sufficiency types might find this a bit radical or even extreme.
 
Lots of towels, in various states of decrepitude.  Nothing worse than having to reach for a good towel instead of an old one, and when the in-laws show up, the stains on said towel would shock the Old Bailey.
 
At least two good knives, preferably boomerang brand.  That's the type that will always come back, as your other half is well aware, if he knows what's good for him.  A medium to small one for close in jobs, and another larger one for assaulting menacing vegetables like pumpkin with thicker skin than a politician in election mode.  Also good for chopping chooks, beating beef, filleting fish and paring pork.
 
Spoons, of various sizes, especially slotted, large and solid, large.  A soup ladle is an absolute boon, and can be used for pancake batter, chook pellets and jam making.
 
A chopping board.  I have taken the time to describe the ultimate in chopping boards in a previous Article, but basically mine has two long legs, a gutter around its rim, and a semi-circle cut in one of the shorter ends of the rectangle to enable me to put a bowl underneath.
 
Various bowls, lunch boxes, measuring cups and a good pair of scissors.  Add to this a scourer sponge, excellent steel wool and a place to put everything, and Bob's your Uncle, as the saying goes.
 
Keep a list handy as to what you will need the next time you go into town.  Keep it where it is visible and tie a pencil to it.  Budget carefully.  Sirloin is sweet, but pasta is faster.  ALWAYS check your staples before going shopping.  Keep powdered milk, just in case.  Same with the staple of your choice, whether it be the aforementioned pasta, rice, potatoes (not always recommended, unless your garden is overproducing, as they go off being very much alive) or your starch of choice.
 
Now, that's the basics of the kitchen.  If the stomach ain't happy, ain't nothin' gonna be happy.  And it keeps the boss happy, too.
 
Oh, make sure that whatever staples you have are clearly labelled.  One type of flour is easily confused for another in the heat of kitchen battle.  Also, bung on the use-by dates of same.  If you are in that sort of climate, or have had experiences with such things as weevils in the past, it may pay you to either only stock a small amount or to freeze, because the little festers can get into containers that have a seal so tight you would need three husbands and a diamond point jackhammer to open.
 
Now, what facilities you have for cooking are up to you to a great extent.  You will have to be guided by: Local Government laws (again and always!  They are there to protect us, but sometimes they seem a hassle.  Work with them, and then you won't have to stress), seasonal factors, weather, fire prevention (if you decide to camp fire, barbecue (cookout), or even have a wood burning stove, and I suggest a purpose built shed for this for Summer, to keep things a bit cooler in the living area, and also for space reasons), electricity hook-up, and possible alternative power generation, or mains or LPG gas, or even a white spirit stove, which can be expensive to run, and dangerous due to the hugely flammable nature of the fuel.  Work on your siting: wind factors, sun in the eyes, proximity to fuel or power sources, ease of use and, believe it or not, a smooth path from the cooking area to the eating area.  Tripping over something, whether it be one's belongings or firewood, stones or the family pet, means that the hard-won food, your energy to keep going, has just become compost.
 
Have a good source of potable water nearby, or at least water purification tablets.  It's no good telling yourself you love the idea of going back to pioneer days, and then hating to go to the pump/river/dam/other water source at some atrocious hour in the morning just so that you can have a cuppa when you really wake up.  You will be constantly going back and forth for water for: drinking, dishes, cooking, cleaning and personal hygiene.  I'd imagine that the afore-mentioned Local Government won't be too chuffed as their job is to keep you alive (someone has to pay taxes and vote them into office!), and if you promptly die because of water contamination, or even, idiotically, dehydration (yes, it does still happen), then you may leave a beautiful corpse, but that's really not the point of the matter, now, is it?
 
Investing in a pump if you don't have mains water supply would be a good idea.  Make sure you have backup, in case the little darling dies just when you need it.  Even if it's just a couple of trustworthy buckets.  Check with your local supplier as to what maintenance is needed and what operating conditions exist, because it's a Murphy's Law of Self-Sufficiency that just when the bushfire is racing towards your place, the pump will fail due to heat or soot or something.  Again, you will probably be better off if it has a shed of its own.  Be aware that most of these little creatures are not quiet.  Be aware that you need somewhere safe to store fuel.  Be aware that you need to have fuel in reserve, but that many fuels cannot be stockpiled without a serious lapse in quality.
 
Dining Room - sit.  You must be able to sit and sit comfortably.  Also, try and have a couple of extra chairs for guests.  Even a card table (so long as the legs aren't too wonky) will do, and it would be preferable to have a separate table to use for food processing, otherwise you will be juggling between meal prep. and meal serve.
 
Bedroom - if you commute, always bring your own pillow from home.  You will sleep far better.  Also, pillows and pillow slips are brilliant for storage, particularly delicate items.  Hey, if it will protect your head from viscious nightmares what will it do for a vase or photoframe?  And you can use it to store linen, so that all of the pillowslips, sheets etc. can be in the one place at all times.  as for the actual bedding - if you can handle flour sacks on dirt floor, more power to you.  Choose your sleep furniture according to budget, space and need.  Camp beds, mattress on floor (liable to bugs and mildew unless you air each day as the Japanese do, which can be time consuming, and time is a precious commodity when you are setting up, everything seems to be needing to be done last week, and never mind yesterday!), or perhaps on wooden pallets, right up to actual beds. 
 
Get mosquito nets because they don't just keep out mosquitoes.  Even the deserts have life, even the Atacama.  One of my pet peeves is being awoken at some disgusting hour by an early-rising, adventure-seeking, opportunistic, Kamikaze, noisome fly.  You can tell I don't like them, can't you?  Mosquito nets save on chemical usage, as you are not frustratedly spraying or throwing the empty can of spray at the little festers.
 
Have a place for storage of clothes.  Camping wardrobes are cheap.  Put in some wormwood or bay leaves or some such. Then you won't need to worry about moths.   If yours is a damp area, get a damp collector, they're available at supermarkets.  It's better than mould on your best pair of shoes, which you usually only find out when you have been elected Mayor and you want to make a great acceptance speech.
 
If you have more than just you, or a family, make sure that your shelter has privacy for each member or couple.  It is not just a matter of decency (that's your prerogative, of course) but sometimes you just need to switch off, to be by yourself, to have some quiet time, far from the madding crowd determined to get fed or get the pump fixed.
 
Toilet and shower facilities are a nice luxury.  If it is sunny enough, hang up a black bag solar shower available at camping and discount shops.  ALWAYS pack toilet paper.  It is so useful - packaging, hand wipes, gloves, fire starter...  Make sure that when you do pack it, it's in a leak-proof resealable bag.
 
You will need clothes washing facilities, unless you intend to NEVER have visitors.  Our society puts great moment on being clean, and one can pay a great price for a pong.  Again, unless you have heaps of time on your hands, a washing machine, even if it is a camp one, will save you a lot of time and trouble.  As Kaz Cooke, one of our media gurus over here, says, "Keep yourself nice."
 
Make sure that you carry a spare garbage bag for your dirty clothing.  It will stink out anything else, so you might as well.  For basic stain removal, either wear what we call "gunge" clothing and don't bother, or take some old laundry soap and start scrubbing.  I use a nail brush wiped over the wetted part of the victim.  It makes it easier than hand rubbing.  Better on the hands, too.
 
Buckets are so useful, from the honey ones to the wallpaper paste ones.  Make sure you KNOW what has been in them, and rinse out thoroughly, just in case.  Make sure that you get a lid with each one, regardless of its former use.  Grab as many as you can.  Ask at building sites, check your relatives, annoy your friends.  SCAVENGE.  It's what makes a successful homesteader, who can put his feet up at the end of the day and contemplate his treasures, as opposed to one who is constantly scraping, sacrificing and searching.  Learn to make do and make out of nothing.  If you go back a few issues, you'll see our chook pen.  The feathers are happy with it, but it will never appear in Home Beautiful.  That wasn't the intention.  Grab what you can whenever you have the storage space.  Process immediately for several reasons: if you have nails sticking out of timber, guaranteed when you are in a hurry or when your arms are full, you'll snag yourself on said nails or worse still, step on one.  People still die of tetanus.  Have your shots, just to be sure.  Tetanus is also called "lockjaw" and is painful in the extreme, or so I have heard.  Most infections are.  And don't pick at your scabs, you'll just get blood poisoning.  Not good.  I am for having a twice yearly checkup with doctor and dentist.  You don't need the hassle of suddenly finding out you have diabetes by way of a string tied around your big toe the way they do in the most fashionable morgues.  Also, an aching tooth is not fun, and can lead to more serious nasties.  If you want to go feral, that's up to you, but bear in mind that morning breath at dinner time leads to a very short Christmas card list.  Sad, but true.
 
Also, stacking and sorting will mean that stuff that needs to be out of the weather, is.  And it looks tidier, with less complaints from the neighbours if you are in an urban or near-urban environment.  So less trouble with bureaucracy.  You know what you have and what is usable.  The rest is either firewood, saleable, scrap metal or tip material.  Try not to burn, unless you need to get rid of rampant blackberries or some such, because smoke is toxic, and modern materials are very nasty indeed.  Tip fees need to be calculated in to your budget, but try and do a whole lot at once, saves your fuel bill.  With chemicals, check with your Local Government, many have schemes in place where you can offload such nasties.
 
Well, I have just taken the German Shepherds for a drag (they dragged me, out in the large paddock, thankfully, Brian took over the leash of one of them (no, I have not sorted out who goes with what name, yet)), and they are so anxious not to be separated, it's woeful.  More reinforcement needed in training, more persistence and reassurance that they will be together into old age here.  God willing.
 
Next week, I will go into what I believe to be the basics around your acreage.  I started with the home, because if that is not settled, neither will you be, no matter how minimalist your comfort level.

Aussie Translations

"Kitting up" is getting something ready, to "kit yourself up" means to have all the supplies you need.

"Bob's your uncle" - everything's okay.

"Damp Collector" - is a moisture absorber that you put into wardrobes and cupboards to collect excess damp, in our case we have one in our wardrobe because the Heavenly Hovel is so chokka with termites (white ants) and very wet. 
"Tip material" - the refuse dump where one takes old bicycles, dead bits of everything.  "Tip fee" is the extortion they charge to dump there.  Funnily enough, I thought our rates and taxes would have taken care of something so basic.  And gone are the days when you could pick through at your leisure.  Brian and his Father used to go there and Betty would expect them to come back with more than they dumped.  Always.
Mosquitoes (mozzies) here are a biiiiggg problem.  We have Murray River virus, and just as nasty, although few have died of it.

The chopping board was made by a friend of mine within the Corps who does woodworking.  He copied the design from an old one I had bought TWENTY YEARS EARLIER in Adelaide at our best department store - John Martin's, which has long ago been taken over by David Jones', another department store chain, but a little more exclusive than K-Mart.

 
Journey
 
A cessation of pain
and an end to tears
 
Warmth, comfort and Home
these are the things which oft spur me on
 
Father, I long for Your Presence
and to revel in Your Personal Love
to drink at the River which winds through Heaven
like liquid silver trailing through gold
 
I desire the Joy that knows no bounds
All frustration, all longing, all gone
 
Peace, perfect Peace,
and You