Morning.. Bank Holiday yesterday and we had a walk round the May Fair on the Green.
Purchased my weekend Gig on the Green tickets at the Early Bird price, a packet of fudge and my husband bought me my customary 99 ice cream…I know how to live it up and he knows how to really spoil me!
A friend popped round for a cup of tea and I filled the kettle and chatted as I waited for it to boil. I turned away to put something in the dishwasher and when I turned back to pour boiling water on the tea bag, I found no water! My face, which I have been told always tells a story, looked bemused and confused…am I going senile and imagining I’ve filled the kettle? My friend seeing my thought process says “it’s alright there was water in the kettle, your husband just used it for his dinner”…blooming cheek!
Think my husband should be banned from the kitchen at times…he might cook lovely meals but in the process he uses an abundance of pans and consumes an abundance of alcohol. He also doesn’t always recognise the correct chemicals to use in household appliances. Time Hop reminded me that my husband on finding the dishwasher full, put the tablet in, but forgot to press the ‘on’ button. I opened the dishwasher and seeing it full decided to put it on. I saw that there was a tablet in the machine, but for some reason it was too big and the tablet holder wouldn’t shut properly. I checked why, only to find that my undomesticated man had only gone and used a HARPIC toilet cleaner tablet…just what you want for cleaning dishes!
It’s Wednesday and yesterday morning I woke up to find that Winston the rabbit had escaped out of his hutch, I put the bins out to find him about to escape out of the back gate. My body never moved so fast and my hands never gripped so tight. Blooming rabbit!
I then found that both my sons had accused the other of not putting the rabbit in his hutch the previous night because they kept finding him running around the garden. Did it not occur to either of them to check the hutch or did they think that Winston was capable of doing a Houdini escape act each time? I happened to lift the plastic overnight cover off the hutch to find that whilst the bottom door of his two storey mansion was tightly locked, the top storey door was wide open for a rabbit who likes to roam free to go roaming!
The good thing about a bank holiday is that after one day, you have reached mid week…a great result.