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A few months ago I halved the cost of my ISP for the next 18 months. Saving approx £96 per year and (after initial trauma) getting a better service. Yesterday I saved £120 off a multi-car insurance policy (2 cars, his and mine) by shopping around. Yay! And today I changed energy supplier which should save me £600 over the coming year.

I'm all for being loyal to companies that treat you well, and I support local businesses whenever I can, but honestly, you can't afford NOT to shop around these days - for some things, at least. That's £816 saved over the coming year for just a few mouse clicks.

But next year I'll probably have to do it all again because companies lure you in with low rates and special deals and then whack the prices back up after the initial honeymoon period. Thank goodness for the moneysavingexpert site and their email newsletter.
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I don't often admit this, but many many years ago when we were broke and contemplating me giving up work to have a family (so potentially becoming even more broke) I tried selling Tupperware on a (then) newfangled party plan scheme. I probably did it for about a year and it was an eye-opener - a window into another world of Americanised sales pitches, cheap gift incentives and coporate hoo-rah. Anyhow, for various reasons I gave it up, but it left me with a lot of Tupperware (yes, you had to buy your samples). But, see, here's the thing, I've used the stuff over the years, well, most of it anyway, and that stuff with a ten year guarantee has lasted (so far) 34 years and it still works. it hasn't cracked or warped, so proof of the pudding and all that...

A couple of years ago my little sugar container with the push button lid broke however a friend produced an unused one from the back of her cupboard. Yay!

Anyhow, today I had to throw out my pastry sheet. The two layers of laminated plastic had finally begun to separate and bubble. It's not high tech, just a plastic sheet with pre-marked circles for rolling out pastry and keeping the mess confined, but after 34 years, even though I don't do all that much baking, I find am oddly bereft. I may have to buy Tupperware again, or search for a replacement sheet of some kind.

No I'm not having a Tupperware party, that would be too silly. Lakeland Plastics, maybe?
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A thrush has built a nest on the windowledge of our neighbour's house which overlooks our yard. (It's a barn conversion.) Since it's a frosted glass window (non opening) they probably haven't even noticed. Mrs Thrush is sitting on the nest and Mr Thrush is spending a lot of time on the ridge of our barn, keeping watch.

Since it's nesting on a windowledge I'm presuming it should be a mistle thrush but when I listen to the mp3s of British birds oin the web it sounds more like a song thrush. Anyone know how to tell the difference?
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A thrush has built a nest on the windowledge of our neighbour's house which overlooks our yard. (It's a barn conversion.) Since it's a frosted glass window (non opening) they probably haven't even noticed. Mrs Thrush is sitting on the nest and Mr Thrush is spending a lot of time on the ridge of our barn, keeping watch.

Since it's nesting on a windowledge I'm presuming it should be a mistle thrush but when I listen to the mp3s of British birds oin the web it sounds more like a song thrush. Anyone know how to tell the difference?
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We grow all our veg in raised beds to save my back - though I do still have problems, so tend to weed for only short sessions, but I go out fairly frequently and have more or less kept up with it this year.

Results?

We had great peas, and broad beans a-plenty, but due to me missing the planting time we had no French and runner beans, and we didn't get the supports for insect netting in place in time to plant brassicas, so no brussels sprouts this year. (The cabbage whites ate the lot last time, hence waiting until the netting frame was in place and missing the boat.) The beetroot did quite well, though, and since BB doesn't like it in any way shape or form I've been making soup with it. Not quite borscht, but mainly beet + a little onion, parsnip, carrot and fresh tomato with a base of vegetable bouillon from Kallo granules (and a splash of red wine). Mmmm... gorgeous. The carrots started out brilliantly and I had loads as they were all starting to grow to a useful size. Much better tasting than last years - which were a bit strong. But last week I discovered that all the ones left in the bed had horrid black threads in them. Carrot root fly, I think. Bugger!

Unfortunately The onions haven't done very well this year. Last time they were brilliant, grown from seed but a variety that didn't keep very well. This year I went for a good keeper, but germination was very hit and miss. Ditto the garlic, despite buying expensive garlic sets. I probably only had one in four come up. I should have shoved in cloves from the supermarket - it would have been a lot cheaper and a friend tells me they do just as well.

We only had two strawberry plants, shoved into the raised beds after overwintering in hanging baskets. One did nothing at all and the other is still giving me strawberries, about half a dozen at a time (if I get them before the wasps do). But I've ordered a dozen of the variety 'Marshmallo' (from Marshalls) which is supposed to be excellent. They are due at the end of September to establish ready for next year.

In early spring we planted 3 espalier apples, one (each) fan-trained plum and pear. The pear yielded nothing. The plum yielded flour tiny but beautiful plums. The Bramley has one apple on it, but two of the (desert) apples are doing brilliantly. One is a September cropping one and they are just about ready now. The other is due in October and it's already laden with good-looking fruit. It's a bonus, I didn't expect to get much in the first year.

About the same time BB put in 150 mixed English hedging plants (a hawthorn base, but with lots of interesting stuff such as forsythia, field maple, and rosa rugosa as well) all around the garden walls, but at the top end, within what has now been fenced off as a veg garden, he made sure that there was a high proportion of hazel, cherry plum and crab-apple. It may be a few years before we see (and taste) the advantage of having them but... yum!

And I should mention the rhubarb. We're close to the rhubarb triangle and have two crowns which were here when we moved in in 1980. They were moved in 1988 and BB wanted to get rid of them this year in order to plant the hedge, but I like rhubarb. (RHubarb and date pie, yum!) He tried his best to kill it off - dug it up when I wasn't around and dumped the crowns in a plastic bin. Even without water and with only the soil clinging to the crown (and even though they were upside down) they made their presence felt by throwing up stalks, so eventually with much grumbling BB halved the biggest grown and planted the two halves in huge tubs. Result? Rhubarb enjoying a second coming! There's even a tiny bit of crown that got left over throwing up stalks from the corner of the wheelbarrow. You can't keep good rhubarb down!
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We grow all our veg in raised beds to save my back - though I do still have problems, so tend to weed for only short sessions, but I go out fairly frequently and have more or less kept up with it this year.

Results?

We had great peas, and broad beans a-plenty, but due to me missing the planting time we had no French and runner beans, and we didn't get the supports for insect netting in place in time to plant brassicas, so no brussels sprouts this year. (The cabbage whites ate the lot last time, hence waiting until the netting frame was in place and missing the boat.) The beetroot did quite well, though, and since BB doesn't like it in any way shape or form I've been making soup with it. Not quite borscht, but mainly beet + a little onion, parsnip, carrot and fresh tomato with a base of vegetable bouillon from Kallo granules (and a splash of red wine). Mmmm... gorgeous. The carrots started out brilliantly and I had loads as they were all starting to grow to a useful size. Much better tasting than last years - which were a bit strong. But last week I discovered that all the ones left in the bed had horrid black threads in them. Carrot root fly, I think. Bugger!

Unfortunately The onions haven't done very well this year. Last time they were brilliant, grown from seed but a variety that didn't keep very well. This year I went for a good keeper, but germination was very hit and miss. Ditto the garlic, despite buying expensive garlic sets. I probably only had one in four come up. I should have shoved in cloves from the supermarket - it would have been a lot cheaper and a friend tells me they do just as well.

We only had two strawberry plants, shoved into the raised beds after overwintering in hanging baskets. One did nothing at all and the other is still giving me strawberries, about half a dozen at a time (if I get them before the wasps do). But I've ordered a dozen of the variety 'Marshmallo' (from Marshalls) which is supposed to be excellent. They are due at the end of September to establish ready for next year.

In early spring we planted 3 espalier apples, one (each) fan-trained plum and pear. The pear yielded nothing. The plum yielded flour tiny but beautiful plums. The Bramley has one apple on it, but two of the (desert) apples are doing brilliantly. One is a September cropping one and they are just about ready now. The other is due in October and it's already laden with good-looking fruit. It's a bonus, I didn't expect to get much in the first year.

About the same time BB put in 150 mixed English hedging plants (a hawthorn base, but with lots of interesting stuff such as forsythia, field maple, and rosa rugosa as well) all around the garden walls, but at the top end, within what has now been fenced off as a veg garden, he made sure that there was a high proportion of hazel, cherry plum and crab-apple. It may be a few years before we see (and taste) the advantage of having them but... yum!

And I should mention the rhubarb. We're close to the rhubarb triangle and have two crowns which were here when we moved in in 1980. They were moved in 1988 and BB wanted to get rid of them this year in order to plant the hedge, but I like rhubarb. (RHubarb and date pie, yum!) He tried his best to kill it off - dug it up when I wasn't around and dumped the crowns in a plastic bin. Even without water and with only the soil clinging to the crown (and even though they were upside down) they made their presence felt by throwing up stalks, so eventually with much grumbling BB halved the biggest grown and planted the two halves in huge tubs. Result? Rhubarb enjoying a second coming! There's even a tiny bit of crown that got left over throwing up stalks from the corner of the wheelbarrow. You can't keep good rhubarb down!
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I was up writing until around 4.00 a.m., but when I did try and go to bed I just lay there for (seemed like hours), listening to the wind howling off the moor. During that time I counted seven separate clunks of things being blown about outside that shouldn't ought to be.

BB retrieved the garden furniture this morning. Nothing broken that we can see but sometimes you don't find out the worst until the water starts seeping through a bedroom ceiling or oozing out of the wall below the valley gutter. We only just finished decorating the smallest bedroom after having the ceiling replastered due to a persistent water encroachment.
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I was up writing until around 4.00 a.m., but when I did try and go to bed I just lay there for (seemed like hours), listening to the wind howling off the moor. During that time I counted seven separate clunks of things being blown about outside that shouldn't ought to be.

BB retrieved the garden furniture this morning. Nothing broken that we can see but sometimes you don't find out the worst until the water starts seeping through a bedroom ceiling or oozing out of the wall below the valley gutter. We only just finished decorating the smallest bedroom after having the ceiling replastered due to a persistent water encroachment.
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So there I was, worring about my son J who is in Princeton and was therefore directly under the flight path of Hurrcane Irene. Turns out the hurricane downgraded itself a bit so it wasn't as devastating as expected and all that happened was that J had a short power cut.

At home, in Yorkshire, we had an eleven hour power cut due to an underground fault they couldn't locate. Finally got power again at 11 p.m, but was so settled with my candlelit room and a perfectly adequate book light that I didn't bother switching anything on. Finished 'Gaudy  Night' by Dorothy L Sayers all in one lump.
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So there I was, worring about my son J who is in Princeton and was therefore directly under the flight path of Hurrcane Irene. Turns out the hurricane downgraded itself a bit so it wasn't as devastating as expected and all that happened was that J had a short power cut.

At home, in Yorkshire, we had an eleven hour power cut due to an underground fault they couldn't locate. Finally got power again at 11 p.m, but was so settled with my candlelit room and a perfectly adequate book light that I didn't bother switching anything on. Finished 'Gaudy  Night' by Dorothy L Sayers all in one lump.
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Cracked completely. 46 inch flat telly coming next week.
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Cracked completely. 46 inch flat telly coming next week.
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green_knight has been asking about the naming of a community for de-clutterers.

Some years ago BB and I  thought we should starts a society called Womblers Anonymous, for all those people who collect things that-might-come-in-useful-one-day. Every week you have to go to the meeting and take something to throw away. The trouble is that with a meeting full of fellow Womblers someone else would be bound to pounce on it and say: I'll take that if you don't want it!'

Everyone would end up going home with a different piece of junk that somene else had thrown away.

Today I've thrown out six old pillows, two old duvets and two pads for cushions. Whoo-hoo! Yes! Result!
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green_knight has been asking about the naming of a community for de-clutterers.

Some years ago BB and I  thought we should starts a society called Womblers Anonymous, for all those people who collect things that-might-come-in-useful-one-day. Every week you have to go to the meeting and take something to throw away. The trouble is that with a meeting full of fellow Womblers someone else would be bound to pounce on it and say: I'll take that if you don't want it!'

Everyone would end up going home with a different piece of junk that somene else had thrown away.

Today I've thrown out six old pillows, two old duvets and two pads for cushions. Whoo-hoo! Yes! Result!
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Best Beloved's 60th Birthday party on Saturday - catering by me involving cake baking (tick), cupcake making (tick), trifle making (half-tick), shopping for buffet ingredients, meats, cheeses, quiches etc. (tomorrow morning)

Trip to Wakefield on Wednesday to buy fabric for wedding outfits for Number One Daughter's wedding (for me and mum). (tick). Actual sewing - timescale 2 weeks. Sewing by me.

Hair permed (not a DIY job) (tick).

Wedding cakes (3) made and sent to be iced. One job done.(tick).

House tidying. (Err... sometime.)

Oh and - yes - the day job.
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Best Beloved's 60th Birthday party on Saturday - catering by me involving cake baking (tick), cupcake making (tick), trifle making (half-tick), shopping for buffet ingredients, meats, cheeses, quiches etc. (tomorrow morning)

Trip to Wakefield on Wednesday to buy fabric for wedding outfits for Number One Daughter's wedding (for me and mum). (tick). Actual sewing - timescale 2 weeks. Sewing by me.

Hair permed (not a DIY job) (tick).

Wedding cakes (3) made and sent to be iced. One job done.(tick).

House tidying. (Err... sometime.)

Oh and - yes - the day job.
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Prompted by [livejournal.com profile] brownnicky 's discussion of office space I've managed to take some photos of the space I work in. As mentioned in one of my responses to [livejournal.com profile] brownnicky 's own office information mine is not just used for writing, but I run my music agency business from here and it also ends up being the last repository of stuff-wot-don't-fit-anywhere-else.

My challenge to you is that you take a photo of the home-office space you work in and post it. No cheating and tidyng up first. Mine is as is.





Cheerful clutter or unworkable mess?




You decide.

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Prompted by [livejournal.com profile] brownnicky 's discussion of office space I've managed to take some photos of the space I work in. As mentioned in one of my responses to [livejournal.com profile] brownnicky 's own office information mine is not just used for writing, but I run my music agency business from here and it also ends up being the last repository of stuff-wot-don't-fit-anywhere-else.

My challenge to you is that you take a photo of the home-office space you work in and post it. No cheating and tidyng up first. Mine is as is.





Cheerful clutter or unworkable mess?




You decide.

Aaargh!

Jun. 8th, 2009 02:33 am
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Dan M left this morning to head back to Canada via Heathrow airport. [profile] t_op  and mylek leave Monday morning to head back to Ireland on the Holyhead ferry (and from there to the USA eventually). I had it all planned. Tanglefoot (all five of them) would be arriving on Tuesday. Unfortunately i got it wrong. I have the Tangledfeet flying into Manchester Airport at 5.00 a.m. MONDAY. They'll get here by about 7.00 a.m., before [profile] t_op  and Mylek are even out of bed. I hope they don't want to sleep off jet-lag immediately!

I was rather hoping we might have the opportnity to sort out the leaky roof before I had to put another person in that room. Unfortunately...

Tomorrow morning is going to be a washing mashine kind of morning as we turn around bedding and towels.

Aaargh!

Jun. 8th, 2009 02:33 am
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Dan M left this morning to head back to Canada via Heathrow airport. [profile] t_op  and mylek leave Monday morning to head back to Ireland on the Holyhead ferry (and from there to the USA eventually). I had it all planned. Tanglefoot (all five of them) would be arriving on Tuesday. Unfortunately i got it wrong. I have the Tangledfeet flying into Manchester Airport at 5.00 a.m. MONDAY. They'll get here by about 7.00 a.m., before [profile] t_op  and Mylek are even out of bed. I hope they don't want to sleep off jet-lag immediately!

I was rather hoping we might have the opportnity to sort out the leaky roof before I had to put another person in that room. Unfortunately...

Tomorrow morning is going to be a washing mashine kind of morning as we turn around bedding and towels.

Hail

Jun. 8th, 2009 02:31 am
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Hail, sleet and torrential rain today leading to a line of buckets under a drip in the guest bedroom ceiling. Unfortunately it was discovered by the guests sleeping under it at the time. (Sorry[profile] t_op  and mylek.)

Hail

Jun. 8th, 2009 02:31 am
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Hail, sleet and torrential rain today leading to a line of buckets under a drip in the guest bedroom ceiling. Unfortunately it was discovered by the guests sleeping under it at the time. (Sorry[profile] t_op  and mylek.)

Cold

Oct. 30th, 2008 12:46 am
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No, I don't have a cold. I am cold. Bloody cold. Frigging freezing, in fact. I sit at my desk and my feet are like two little ice blocks. I have a centrally heated house and an office with a big radiator in it. I know the office is not all that cold, but my legs and feet still get icy when I'm sitting. I've got a big wool scarf which I either double up and lay across my knee or which I wrap round and tuck into my trousers to make a makeshift extra skirt... but still I'm cold.

What do you consider to be a comfortable working temperature for static desk-bound writing?

I'm not sure whether it's the air temperature of the office that counts, but under my feet there's a layer of fitted carpet, a layer of underlay, a layer of concrete skim and a layer of 200 year old flaggstones on top of a vaulted callar which has no window in the window opening and therefore is open to the elements. The carpet doesn't feel cold to the touch, but I'm sure there's some loss of heat through direct contact. The hallway is also cooled down because the cellar entrance is under the stairs and the side wall is wood-panelled, i.e. with no insulkation between the cellar-cool air and the wood panel.

This evening I've been snuggled in front of the TV watching Heroes and as well as the rug around my knees (granny-style) I resorted to a mini (half-pint) hot water bottle in my lap.

I think tomorrow I might resort to the fleece topper I made last winter. It's long sleeved, calf-length (with side slits) and has full length sleeves and is designed to go on top of jumper and trousers. It looks a bugger if anyone comes to the door, but I don't care.

I think two jobs on the 'round tuit' list for Best Beloved are to block the cellar window and to insulate the backside of the under-stairs wall.

Cold

Oct. 30th, 2008 12:46 am
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No, I don't have a cold. I am cold. Bloody cold. Frigging freezing, in fact. I sit at my desk and my feet are like two little ice blocks. I have a centrally heated house and an office with a big radiator in it. I know the office is not all that cold, but my legs and feet still get icy when I'm sitting. I've got a big wool scarf which I either double up and lay across my knee or which I wrap round and tuck into my trousers to make a makeshift extra skirt... but still I'm cold.

What do you consider to be a comfortable working temperature for static desk-bound writing?

I'm not sure whether it's the air temperature of the office that counts, but under my feet there's a layer of fitted carpet, a layer of underlay, a layer of concrete skim and a layer of 200 year old flaggstones on top of a vaulted callar which has no window in the window opening and therefore is open to the elements. The carpet doesn't feel cold to the touch, but I'm sure there's some loss of heat through direct contact. The hallway is also cooled down because the cellar entrance is under the stairs and the side wall is wood-panelled, i.e. with no insulkation between the cellar-cool air and the wood panel.

This evening I've been snuggled in front of the TV watching Heroes and as well as the rug around my knees (granny-style) I resorted to a mini (half-pint) hot water bottle in my lap.

I think tomorrow I might resort to the fleece topper I made last winter. It's long sleeved, calf-length (with side slits) and has full length sleeves and is designed to go on top of jumper and trousers. It looks a bugger if anyone comes to the door, but I don't care.

I think two jobs on the 'round tuit' list for Best Beloved are to block the cellar window and to insulate the backside of the under-stairs wall.

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I've spent all day today mucking out the office in preparation for getting the new laptop up and running and being able to remove a hideous set of slatted Ikea shelves that currently house the tower case for my computer and the all-in-one printer.

And I do mean mucking out - which is by far the most satisfying type of cleaning. It's the first time I've actually been able to move my desk for about five years. (And when I did move it... oh boy!) I filled the Dyson with just the grot from the office carpet and made a huge spider homeless (not that he'll need a home as he's probably in spidery heaven right now).

I've filled three binbags with stuff I previously thought I needed to save and am currently contemplating moving furniture round to make it more friendly and give myself a better working light... trying to figure out a kind of Yorkshire feng shui. (It must be reading 'Demon in the City' that's got me at it.
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I've spent all day today mucking out the office in preparation for getting the new laptop up and running and being able to remove a hideous set of slatted Ikea shelves that currently house the tower case for my computer and the all-in-one printer.

And I do mean mucking out - which is by far the most satisfying type of cleaning. It's the first time I've actually been able to move my desk for about five years. (And when I did move it... oh boy!) I filled the Dyson with just the grot from the office carpet and made a huge spider homeless (not that he'll need a home as he's probably in spidery heaven right now).

I've filled three binbags with stuff I previously thought I needed to save and am currently contemplating moving furniture round to make it more friendly and give myself a better working light... trying to figure out a kind of Yorkshire feng shui. (It must be reading 'Demon in the City' that's got me at it.
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Just back from the village hall and possibly our most successful Quiz Night ever with about sixty people there (including kids). I thought we were going to run out of food - but we didn't, however out of everything i took I only brought 2 choc. cheesecake muffin things back.

Didn't win the quiz, though. It was sport-heavy and I'm rubbish at sport. My answer is always Terry Venables on the understanding that one day I'll get it right. Unfortunately the only time Terry Venables was the correct answer I put something different...

brownnicky thinks I'm on extra strong coffee already so i hardly dare say I forgot to to include something in my list of things done today... I stripped the wallpaper in the bathroom this afternoon between making the cakes and getting the gigs.
:-)
That sounds totally super-mumish, but in fact the wallpaper was only holding on by willpower, so it took about five minutes. All I had to do was grab a corner and pull. I've been dying to do it for ages. I figure that now I've stripped the paper off, Best Beloved may do as he has promised and finish the boxing-in around the bath and the shower and we might actually decorate in there. (Lord knows, it needs it!)
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Just back from the village hall and possibly our most successful Quiz Night ever with about sixty people there (including kids). I thought we were going to run out of food - but we didn't, however out of everything i took I only brought 2 choc. cheesecake muffin things back.

Didn't win the quiz, though. It was sport-heavy and I'm rubbish at sport. My answer is always Terry Venables on the understanding that one day I'll get it right. Unfortunately the only time Terry Venables was the correct answer I put something different...

brownnicky thinks I'm on extra strong coffee already so i hardly dare say I forgot to to include something in my list of things done today... I stripped the wallpaper in the bathroom this afternoon between making the cakes and getting the gigs.
:-)
That sounds totally super-mumish, but in fact the wallpaper was only holding on by willpower, so it took about five minutes. All I had to do was grab a corner and pull. I've been dying to do it for ages. I figure that now I've stripped the paper off, Best Beloved may do as he has promised and finish the boxing-in around the bath and the shower and we might actually decorate in there. (Lord knows, it needs it!)

Dust

Mar. 28th, 2008 05:08 pm
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It's been a busy week. Catching up.

Having read Philip Pullman I can safely say that if he needs more Dust for future trilogies, he can call upon me to provide it.

It all started when I lost my glasses... (That's the boring domestic version of: It was a dark and stormy night...)

Since I remove them from my face last thing at night and put them on as soon as I've pulled my jumper over my head in the morning it's unusual for me to lose my specs - in fact it takes a certain amount of inventiveness - but Monday morning beamed in through the bedroom window (courtesy of Scotty, I think) and specs were nowhere to be seen. Of course... since I didn't have my specs on, actually looking was a semi-problem in itself. So I got dressed by braille, found the bathroom in approximately the same place I'd left it the night before and staggered downstairs to see if the absent specs were on my desk. They weren't.

To cut a long story very short I eventually unearthed them under the bed, having knocked them off the bedside table at some time during the night. However that's not the end of this tale, it's only the beginning, because under the bed I found Monster Dust Bunnies of Despair. I haven't seen heaps of grot that big since the last time I mucked out my bedroom which was... er... oh yes, when was it...? YEARS by the size of the dust bunnies.

So one thing led to another and I now have an almost dust free bedroom. I say almost because there are some pieces of furniture which defy my muscles, however everything that can be moved and cleaned has been.

Results:
* I am feeling virtuous.
* The Dyson is feeling overworked
* Best Beloved can't find anything
* Oxfam has three more bags of stuff (none of it belonging to best Beloved, though I was tempted).
* The loose bit of wallpaper that almost got sucked into the Dyson when I did the top moulding with the sucky hose thing has patted back into place almost invisibly... errr...

Dust

Mar. 28th, 2008 05:08 pm
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It's been a busy week. Catching up.

Having read Philip Pullman I can safely say that if he needs more Dust for future trilogies, he can call upon me to provide it.

It all started when I lost my glasses... (That's the boring domestic version of: It was a dark and stormy night...)

Since I remove them from my face last thing at night and put them on as soon as I've pulled my jumper over my head in the morning it's unusual for me to lose my specs - in fact it takes a certain amount of inventiveness - but Monday morning beamed in through the bedroom window (courtesy of Scotty, I think) and specs were nowhere to be seen. Of course... since I didn't have my specs on, actually looking was a semi-problem in itself. So I got dressed by braille, found the bathroom in approximately the same place I'd left it the night before and staggered downstairs to see if the absent specs were on my desk. They weren't.

To cut a long story very short I eventually unearthed them under the bed, having knocked them off the bedside table at some time during the night. However that's not the end of this tale, it's only the beginning, because under the bed I found Monster Dust Bunnies of Despair. I haven't seen heaps of grot that big since the last time I mucked out my bedroom which was... er... oh yes, when was it...? YEARS by the size of the dust bunnies.

So one thing led to another and I now have an almost dust free bedroom. I say almost because there are some pieces of furniture which defy my muscles, however everything that can be moved and cleaned has been.

Results:
* I am feeling virtuous.
* The Dyson is feeling overworked
* Best Beloved can't find anything
* Oxfam has three more bags of stuff (none of it belonging to best Beloved, though I was tempted).
* The loose bit of wallpaper that almost got sucked into the Dyson when I did the top moulding with the sucky hose thing has patted back into place almost invisibly... errr...
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It is now officially spring. Pictures taken this morning in Birdsedge (the place) by Number One daughter and her partner. They were up and out as six-thirty a.m. with their camera. He's from South Africa so snow is still a bit of a novelty!
Garden WallHouse backView up the fields from the garden
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It is now officially spring. Pictures taken this morning in Birdsedge (the place) by Number One daughter and her partner. They were up and out as six-thirty a.m. with their camera. He's from South Africa so snow is still a bit of a novelty!
Garden WallHouse backView up the fields from the garden

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