Today has been a welcome break from the nose to grindstone university life. Time to chill a little and slow down.
Ahh yes, The morning started with a relaxing decision by herself that now was a good time to dismantle the flues on the wood stove and clean the chimney. Those who know me well might wish to factor in a fairly new carpet in the living room and sit back and wait for an orgy of soot and swearing. There was indeed a decent supply of swearing, but fortunately soot was relatively well controlled and vigorous vacuuming dealt with such mess as came down the flue before cleaning the back of the stove out.
This has had a remarkable effect, the fire is running far better hotter and using less fuel.
This was a good time for the phone to ring, someone wanted to speak to one of our foster kids, something didn't feel right and so, smelling rodent I did a bit of probing.Obviously what i found out is confidential but on a scale of 1 to 10 it was a 9.
Time to spring into action then get his social worker on the case. I'm not sure if it's just me but: "She's on holiday this week." Also on a scale of 0 - 10, as a response to an urgent situation that one does not do too well.
So off we went into town to make some enquiries, some little time later with quite a bit learnt, it was home and "relax".
The chosen "relax" in this case being digging the garden. Again, if we want to use scales this was closer to a 0 than a 10. Anyway, pick in hand, out came lots of Comfrey and Burdock and a big fire was started to burn it all.
It was a little bit later that i remembered I had a load of stuff to post.
On the way back I noticed Phil the bikers truck was outside our local. "I really should buy him a pint" I thought, so I did.
This had taken up rather a lot of time so, I thought maybe home was the place to be.
Turns out the at home crew had gone for a bit of a rest too, so it was back to pick axe and burn.
Every cloud is lined with silver though and we discovered quite how many potatoes we had not picked last year. A second bucket was needed, this was completed just in time to get the kids from the school bus.
Then a divert to pick up the T4 from greasy garage with it's new twin front seat. A great addition to the truck.
So now, it was bath time and tea time and take fosling to youth club time.
Now it's relax time and get ready to go to bed time.
Tomorrow is University, after all that relaxation - I am looking forwards to going to work.
R
Ahh yes, The morning started with a relaxing decision by herself that now was a good time to dismantle the flues on the wood stove and clean the chimney. Those who know me well might wish to factor in a fairly new carpet in the living room and sit back and wait for an orgy of soot and swearing. There was indeed a decent supply of swearing, but fortunately soot was relatively well controlled and vigorous vacuuming dealt with such mess as came down the flue before cleaning the back of the stove out.
This has had a remarkable effect, the fire is running far better hotter and using less fuel.
This was a good time for the phone to ring, someone wanted to speak to one of our foster kids, something didn't feel right and so, smelling rodent I did a bit of probing.Obviously what i found out is confidential but on a scale of 1 to 10 it was a 9.
Time to spring into action then get his social worker on the case. I'm not sure if it's just me but: "She's on holiday this week." Also on a scale of 0 - 10, as a response to an urgent situation that one does not do too well.
So off we went into town to make some enquiries, some little time later with quite a bit learnt, it was home and "relax".
The chosen "relax" in this case being digging the garden. Again, if we want to use scales this was closer to a 0 than a 10. Anyway, pick in hand, out came lots of Comfrey and Burdock and a big fire was started to burn it all.
It was a little bit later that i remembered I had a load of stuff to post.
On the way back I noticed Phil the bikers truck was outside our local. "I really should buy him a pint" I thought, so I did.
This had taken up rather a lot of time so, I thought maybe home was the place to be.
Turns out the at home crew had gone for a bit of a rest too, so it was back to pick axe and burn.
Every cloud is lined with silver though and we discovered quite how many potatoes we had not picked last year. A second bucket was needed, this was completed just in time to get the kids from the school bus.
Then a divert to pick up the T4 from greasy garage with it's new twin front seat. A great addition to the truck.
So now, it was bath time and tea time and take fosling to youth club time.
Now it's relax time and get ready to go to bed time.
Tomorrow is University, after all that relaxation - I am looking forwards to going to work.
R
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