We are in Reading. Miss P's washing machine broke, her housemate is away, we've finished the publication of the newsletter, so it seemed appropriate to come, armed with tools. HoF grovelled underneath while I held the machine up, and he fixed the pump which had been infiltrated by a piece of bamboo from the laundry basket. So that job is done and now he is revelling in the chance to watch 'rubbish' on the TV. Well, probably. I am catching up on emails and the reserach I'm doing for an elderly friend which has included finding a long lost cousin on GR for her, and for someone in Australia who has a village-born Jones in his tree who could be one of ours. Life gets very involved with all this IT we have nowadays.
Tomorrow there will be all the other mending jobs to tackle, broken stair rail, frosted-up freezer, broken DVD player. What it is to have a handyman in the family.
Oh, and although his foot is very painful to walk on, the last infection has cleared, and a bit of DIY seems to have helped.
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