Daphne's blog

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Why do I always have such good intentions when I go shopping? I am annoyed with myself every time ... why buy so much RAW meat that needs stuff doing to it? Why not buy all those quick and easy ready meals? It must be that I think I have time to be culinaryily-creative (made that up, as you will notice!) when I'm wheeeling the trolley around. NO. I need ready meals daily, instead of lumps of raw stuff that have to be chopped, mixed, prepared. I am sick of my good intentions ... but that pork loin is smelling delicious as it cooks and we do have an abundance of cooking apples just off the tree ... but why do they eat it all up in minutes?!

I need a wife!

Daphne

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Now for those of you who've read my posts and replies ot night in the forum chat section may be thinking that I'm under the influcence of alcohol ... or worse

Let me reassure that I seldom drink - really, really seldom - and I don't do other stuff. I do, though like 'ines - caffeine and nicotine - and the odd late as in chocolate

Anyway ... have been having some great me time today - cat and kitten away, so this little mouse is going bananas Takeaway, chocolate, stamping, splodging, grinning in the pouring rain ... fantabulous

All I have to decide is what to do tomorrow: house tidying and cleaning - no. Work - no. Car boot sale browsing - maybe. Antique fair browsing - another good maybe

Temperature has dropped now in my office here at home - after the rain and now with a little breeze, it's ONLY 86 degrees, so oinline shopping is more comfortable

Have fun people and go and get yourselves some delicious ME TIME!

Daphne

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... who can make me cry, but someone did today

Imagine receiving a piece of art work, by an excellent US artist, entitled "He Enjoyed Being Different"

It's 5.5x8" on an altered vintage book cover

Text around the edge says "He did not seem to fit in wherever he went. It used to make him cry, but somehow he came to a place of peace--where he could celebrate this and enjoy the solitude that was his"

I sobbed my heart out, yet smiled too

To the person who sought this out and bought it for me - it is so appreciated and it's going to be shown around Harri's school ... and we shall see how many people, especially those who understand autism/Aspergers or know Harri, can hold back the tears

Daphne



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So the cat and flooding tale ...

Sitting quietly eating lunch yesterday, I started hearing odd noises (no, not voices!) … OH (who’d come home from work ill and was planning on going to bed) thought I’d lost it (again). Eventually he heard the noises, too, so we tried to track the source … oh *&^%$! On the windowsill behind my chair, in the bay of the window, is a lovely old tin with a sloped top, alongside which was some saved silver paper off chocolates … the noise was a dribble, dribble, drip, drip as drops of water ran down the tin and hit the “to be used later for art” silver paper

Further examination showed that it must have been happening for quite a while as the curtains were changing colour, having gained some watermark stripes, which honestly look as though they’re part of the pattern – so an easy thing to miss

So what’s above the room? A bedroom … with a waterbed!!!!

It was worse than we thought – yes, Charlie the cat had pierced the bed before with his talons and the holes had been patched up. This is a relatively new (replacement) mattress … but this time there were TEARS from his talons allowing for slow(ish) leaks in a multitude of places. The bed frame was positively awash and it had leaked through onto the carpet (didn't like it anyway) and through the ceiling

Flood one identified

Cue hose to connect to the bed and drain it into the bath. Sorted … until the hose came out UNBEKNOWN TO US and started flooding the bathroom floor … what’s beneath the bathroom … kitchen!

Flood two through ceiling, down kitchen walls, through wall display (I only display junk, though) cabinet and onto kitchen worktops and splashing onto floor … which made the dogs move quickly

It gets better … POP and darkness ... the electricity blows, as water hits sockets! Fun, eh?!?!

I leave at this point (with soaking wet jeans and no time to change them) to fetch Harri from school, as OH searches for another hosepipe – a very long one which is covered in mud and I order to be cleaned before it touches anything in the house!

Oh and is it sod’s law that Harri’s teacher was waiting in the car park to talk to me and I had to emerge with wet and dirty jeans

Returning with Harri – who was only worried that there could be no power for his computer – I see that OH is, sensibly, using the longer (and now cleaner) hosepipe to drain downwards (helps the waterflow!) into the downstairs bath

A while later there’s cursing (much cursing) … as he finds the taped hosepipe has “dislodged somewhat” and flooded the downstairs bathroom

Flood three

So there you have it an answer to the question:
How can one cat cause three floods in one house in one day?

I could have cut this very short and said “the bleep cat burst the bleep waterbed with wet results”! But then you’d maybe have thought that this is a normal household, wouldn’t you?!?!

Daphne

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How can one cat cause three floods in one house in one day ?

Answers, please!

Daphne

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I seem to spend much of my life complaining (justifiably) about poor service, but I've just found myself calling Hotpoint call centre to say THANK YOU!

A new tumble drier, bought just 2 January, stopped working ... just stopped, no heat, no drying. Called the centre at 9.30 this morning, expecting to be told "we'll be with you two weeks on Thursday" ... but heard "we can have someone with you this morning by 1.00pm"!!!!

True enough, the engineer turned up in an hour and fixed it!. Now everyone can have dry clothes

Daphne
Happy with Hotpoint