Man Cave Is Go!

As are a lot of us. Tempted to order a wheelbarrow the other day, as we have been moving stuff all over the garden lately and it'll help to preserve my back. Seeing your Avatar, has given me a thought....Just got to find which box the red spray paint is in now.

 

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You're in the right ball park Bradders, Let's just say if you add between 8 and 10 to that number you'd not be far off.

 

I could yes, but it would have implications for the location of the router as well plus a lot of unnecessary expense rewiring/relocating tech in the house, due to the way that everything is currently geared/wired to the existing network. The WiFi bridge solution is more than capable of supporting the setup I've planned in the garage and the hardware is a proven product by a reputable company. The mast units are capable of 450Mbps data rates and transmitting/receiving over significantly greater distances (kilometers) than that which they'll be operating over in this instance. Everything connected to the network on both sides of the bridge will be hardwired to the relevant network switch. The access point in the garage and the router in the house provide a connection for everything else. As long as we retain a data signal through the BT line, even if the WiFi in the house failed, the bridge would continue to work as it generates it's own unique SSID and wireless network which is completely independent. I rewired the Master Socket such that it treats the "extension" to the hub/router as a direct connection (which is possible on the newer 5C sockets), which allowed me to move the hub/router exactly where I physically wanted it. From there it feeds directly into the nearby mini 4U network cabinet and rack switch, using CAT 6 cable.

 

Apologies one and all. I've only just found a spare moment over the past ten days or so, to turn my attention to the less important things in life, such as a motorcycle forum. Sadly my Dad passed away after a very painful battle with bowel cancer and despite the lockdown measures, I have been forced to come down to London, trying to sort out his affairs, but more importantly to care for my Mother who has vascular dementia and cannot understand or really absorb the enormity of what has happened to her. It's very sad watching her grieve, especially so when every day it is as if you've just broken the news to her for the first time and the inevitable reaction that causes, as she cycles through a mental reset and my sister and I re-experience her pain and anguish once more. It's tortuous to watch and her condition is so consuming of our time, we have not really had the time to grieve ourselves.

I am glad I managed to say goodbye to my Dad in the hospital however. He managed to phone me at work earlier in the day (a few days before he died) to wish me well and say goodbye, but I could not have lived with that as my last memory of him, so I drove down later that afternoon. I was allowed into the hospital in full PPE as an end of life visitor but I saw him nonetheless. I held his hand for the last time and said what I felt I needed and wanted to tell him before I had to leave. I consider myself lucky as so many people who have lost relatives in the current crisis, are not even afforded the luxury of attending the funeral, let alone their bedside. I suppose what matters is that you don't waste the opportunity to tell people you love them when you can, because none of us really know what lies in store for us and you may not get the chance I did, to do the right thing

I've the funeral yet to combat next week, but I'm being kept abreast of progress back home so when my head space is back where it should be, I will post up some updates and pics of the build thus far, when I can take a break away from the emotional rollercoaster of life.