October 12, 2005

  • This deserves wider recognition (The subject line was 'Bathroom Door Hook'):




     Jane dear,

    It's a bit far for Uncle Steve to come and fix that for you but here is
    a foolproof method:

    Equipment:

    1 mouse, live
    1 Screwdriver
    1 chair

    Method:

    1, Place screwdriver in pocket
    2. Place chair next to door
    3. Release mouse
    4. Scweam and jump onto the chair
    5. Fix hook
    6. Look round anxiously to check the mouse has gone
    7. Step down off chair.

    Steve



    *giggle*  But where I am going to find a live mouse, and what colour should it be?  And what should I do if the mouse is still there?  This is a likely scenario, given the size of the bathroom.  And if I fall off the chair and bang my head on the lavatory bowl as I go down, and knock myself out, and then Jo can't get into the bathroom to rescue me?  What if the mouse gets stuck under the bath, and dies, and starts smelling awful? What-if-what-if-what-if?  (an adequate description of my state of mind before I fell asleep last night. Avocado after Guides was obviously a bad move - I still have two to finish off, having excavated the stones so that the girls could plant them in pots, and spill earth everywhere.  It was the first time ever, I think, that Daisy had grubbed about with potting compost).


    In other news, having bumped into someone from Uni totally randomly on the tube, what, five months ago (it was when Mum came over for "Acorn Antiques: The Musical"), emailed him on the strength of his producing a business card, and not heard a sausage, I've finally had a reply, with an invitation to dinner and to see his flat in Limehouse.


    How does one lose an email for five months?  Either one loses the things permanently, or not at all.... {edit: to clarify, the read receipt only kicked in with his reply too.  He quite simply had not read it until yesterday}


    xxx









    Your Hair Should Be Blue

    Wild, brilliant, and out of control.
    You're a risk taker with an eye to the future.





    Wish me luck.  I'm training helpdesk in half an hour.


    Need coffee.  Need chocolate.  Need a Point of View Gun.


    Could be worse.  I could have blog depression (apologies if you've all seen this before).


    And these made me think of the Bossy Esp, who also knits lots.  But, bossy stitch markers leaving me instructions?  Please.  I'd lose the crucial one, simply due to the tone of its print


    xxx



    Argh!  Can't take knitting needles on BMI flights in my cabin baggage.  Doesn't say I can't take tapestry needles (and box of dental floss to cut the thread with). Thank heavens for cross stitch.


    xxx

Comments (9)

  • One loses an email address or email for six months by filing it electronically or otherwise in a safe place until one has time to reply. Then losing sight of the safe place.

  • interesting post... : ) random props.

  • You can hear sausages?! Crazy. Good luck with the mouse conundrum.

  • Bolg depression. LOL.

    L xx

  • but what happens if you like mice?  you let the mouse out, reach down to pet it, the hook still doesn't get fixed.  tsk.

  • Hey, I know this is random, but do lots of people in the UK like bluegrass?  I'm a huge aficionado and I didn't realize its popluarity crossed the pond.  Ever heard of Yonder Mountain String Band or Old Crow Medicine Show.  If not, ya betta axe somebody!

  • I couldn't take my knitting needles in my carry-on bag on my return trip out of the UK--but no one looked twice at my blunt tipped scissors.  So, I spent 9+ hours of quality knitting time w/o my knitting!  I've heard that tapestry needles usually do not cause problems. 

  • RYC

    You're darn right the Burritos rock!

    :)

  • LOL at the Blog Depression, i hadn't seen that one before, and the box of Dental Floss to cut the thread with....toooo clever! =)

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