Only a few minutes left

Of this long, exhausting day.

Nothing I could google solved the mystery of the MacBook stripes. Most explanations pointed to water damage or being dropped – neither happened. The device was in perfect order, then left unopened for 10 days before it started sulking. So now it has to be sent away.

After I had sorted this we had to drive 80 miles to meet up with other family members. Nine of us, from four generations, went out for dinner to celebrate a 98th birthday – such a special occasion, but many delays on the way home – so more than ready to crash now!

Scary stash day

Am feeling a little oppressed by this lot today. It is a random shot taken from where I am sitting and it is nothing like (NOWHERE NEAR) half of the total…..Two more rooms, all the dyeing kit, two weaving looms, another wheel, plus my whole Etsy stash of about 900 items….

Usually I feel pretty content amongst it all but I’m overwhelmed right now. Decisions, decisions!

Anything else like to complicate my life this week?

MacBook has decided it’s April Fool’s day. No idea why its date has reverted, or why it has sprouted a rainbow apple. Nothing wrong with it a couple of weeks ago when I last used it but this appeared as soon as I opened it up. Seems fine behind the stripes but I’m now fed up with dodging around them, jiggling windows from side to side.

Phone it is then. Don’t know how long I’ll last out on WordPress like this – I’m not that great at the best of times. Hmm.

Back home

Septic tank (allegedly) sorted in France – now this….When we got back last time at the beginning of September we were greeted by this:

And it kept getting worse…No-one could work out where the water was coming from. Plumber and builder thought we’d have to replace a nearby flat roof. Inspiration struck in the middle of the night (after 2 more weeks of water damage being attributed to torrential rain ) – we thought to turn off the water in the street – and it STOPPED! Roof replacement cancelled, plumber returned to drill randomly into the (very) wet and crumbling plaster where no pipes should be – and there it was. A Victorian lead pipe, doing nothing, going nowhere… but coming straight off the mains behind the lath and plaster. The end of the pipe had simply been bent up as a crimp, but this had given way. Repairs have now begun – you can see the shiny new part in the top picture!

And for an extra treat – builders are starting work tomorrow at the very top of the house replacing great stretches of lead. Just hope the various teams don’t get in each other’s way on the stairs….