Here I am, as snug as a bug in a rug. Meanwhile, back home on the ranch, she's now got no hot water OR gas. Thank goodness for an electric kettle. For a measure of boiling water plus a measure of couscous make a delicious meal.
She had a few mangetout peas and some skinny beans, they were put into a saucepan with boiling water before she added the couscous, together with a slurp of olive oil and seasoning, then she put on a tight fitting lid.
Left to sit for five minutes, she added a small tina of tuna and lots of chill and garlic sauce and retreated back to bed. Slurp! Everyone should have a bag of couscous for emergencies like this, otherwise you're stuck eating cold food or you have to go out to eat.
Unless, of course, you have a microwave but we don't. A. she's not mad about them and B. In our tiny YumYum HQ, there's no room for one.
What's going on today? Well, more of the hall ceiling is down.. joy.. Melford had to break through the wall between the hall and the bathroom in order to run the gas pipe in to connect to the new boiler, he had already tapped into the pipe coming out of the meter and brought a supply pipe down the hall along into the bathroom. And as the big flu pipes have to come out of here as well, there is now a socking great big hole which will have to be filled when all this pipe work is finished.
Richard, the electrician, has to come and move an wall socket in order to allow the radiator to be placed underneath the bedroom window. Two water pipes have to come through the bedroom wall, these are for the radiator, they'll go up the hall wall beside the back of the front door, disappear into the false ceiling, come through the bathroom wall, around a wall and and into the boiler cupboard.
By some miracle, although it is damp outside, it is not perishingly cold! Otherwise, life would be just too grim for words. What IS grim is looking at all the mess, the blackened carpet, the 'stuff' which is piled everywhere.
Have you ever wished to be someone else and to BE somewhere else? Well, she is beginning to wish both of these wishes. Someone asked "why are you there, why didn't you move out?", much easier said than done. Milford has asked her stuff all the time, does she want this or that and then there is the thing that someone has to be here to let them in and out throughout the day.
Besides, the last time she moved out for work like this, it went on for six months until she lost both her sense of 'humour' and temper and called upon the local Environmental Dept. to see if they could help, they got the team, who had gone off to do another job, back into finish the work within a short space of time and the job was completed within five days!
And hey, it will be finished by tomorrow or Monday at the latest.. so let's just 'grin' and bear it! But she's also had to email the Freeholder to see when a surveyor is coming to measure the damp.
I am booked into my hotel until Tuesday, but with any luck she'll come and pick me up on Sunday, which would be reallyreally nice and happy making. I can't help her to put everything back but just to be back with each other would be heaven 'cos she misses me and I surely miss her.
GeeGee Parrot.
October 30th, 2015.
Postscript: A day of Rememberance. For on this day we've 'lost' the following friends.
Dear Edgar in 1997. Beloved Bill in 2003 and our darling Moley, aka Suzan Brewster Sams, in 2012.
She had a few mangetout peas and some skinny beans, they were put into a saucepan with boiling water before she added the couscous, together with a slurp of olive oil and seasoning, then she put on a tight fitting lid.
Left to sit for five minutes, she added a small tina of tuna and lots of chill and garlic sauce and retreated back to bed. Slurp! Everyone should have a bag of couscous for emergencies like this, otherwise you're stuck eating cold food or you have to go out to eat.
Unless, of course, you have a microwave but we don't. A. she's not mad about them and B. In our tiny YumYum HQ, there's no room for one.
What's going on today? Well, more of the hall ceiling is down.. joy.. Melford had to break through the wall between the hall and the bathroom in order to run the gas pipe in to connect to the new boiler, he had already tapped into the pipe coming out of the meter and brought a supply pipe down the hall along into the bathroom. And as the big flu pipes have to come out of here as well, there is now a socking great big hole which will have to be filled when all this pipe work is finished.
Richard, the electrician, has to come and move an wall socket in order to allow the radiator to be placed underneath the bedroom window. Two water pipes have to come through the bedroom wall, these are for the radiator, they'll go up the hall wall beside the back of the front door, disappear into the false ceiling, come through the bathroom wall, around a wall and and into the boiler cupboard.
By some miracle, although it is damp outside, it is not perishingly cold! Otherwise, life would be just too grim for words. What IS grim is looking at all the mess, the blackened carpet, the 'stuff' which is piled everywhere.
Have you ever wished to be someone else and to BE somewhere else? Well, she is beginning to wish both of these wishes. Someone asked "why are you there, why didn't you move out?", much easier said than done. Milford has asked her stuff all the time, does she want this or that and then there is the thing that someone has to be here to let them in and out throughout the day.
Besides, the last time she moved out for work like this, it went on for six months until she lost both her sense of 'humour' and temper and called upon the local Environmental Dept. to see if they could help, they got the team, who had gone off to do another job, back into finish the work within a short space of time and the job was completed within five days!
And hey, it will be finished by tomorrow or Monday at the latest.. so let's just 'grin' and bear it! But she's also had to email the Freeholder to see when a surveyor is coming to measure the damp.
I am booked into my hotel until Tuesday, but with any luck she'll come and pick me up on Sunday, which would be reallyreally nice and happy making. I can't help her to put everything back but just to be back with each other would be heaven 'cos she misses me and I surely miss her.
GeeGee Parrot.
October 30th, 2015.
Postscript: A day of Rememberance. For on this day we've 'lost' the following friends.
Dear Edgar in 1997. Beloved Bill in 2003 and our darling Moley, aka Suzan Brewster Sams, in 2012.
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