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desperanceThey do say that it's no use crying over spilt milk. Myself, I think I disagree. Certainly it is utile to yell and curse over an entire carton of spilt double cream: it relieves tension and averts undesirable apoplexy. Tho' not cats.
Also it leads - post-cats, post-cloths, post-hot water - to a very clean patch of floor, which is surely a good.
In other news, I appear to have melted the brush of my dustpan and brush. I had put it in the bowl to wash, post-creamy deluge; and then I may have drained the rice over it, and an excess of post-boiling water may have been a little extreme for its tolerances. Well, well. We live and learn. The trick is not to care. (I never liked that brush. And the pan is split almost in two, it was high time I invested in another. Etc.)
On the other hand, I do appear to have fixed my TV. I have three count 'em three means of digital delivery in this house: the TV itself has a digital tuner inbuilt, which picks up its signal via the regular aerial; I have a set-top box that brings TV in by cable; and my DVD/HD player has a Freebox tuner also inbuilt. When I came home from Away, the latter two were not functioning. At lunchtime today, the stormy rains had disabled the first also. I fiddled with cables and cursed, and the rain went away, and now I have pictures via all three means. Just in time to discover that there is no longer anything on TV that I actually want to watch. They have broken my television from the other side, damn their greasy hides...
Also it leads - post-cats, post-cloths, post-hot water - to a very clean patch of floor, which is surely a good.
In other news, I appear to have melted the brush of my dustpan and brush. I had put it in the bowl to wash, post-creamy deluge; and then I may have drained the rice over it, and an excess of post-boiling water may have been a little extreme for its tolerances. Well, well. We live and learn. The trick is not to care. (I never liked that brush. And the pan is split almost in two, it was high time I invested in another. Etc.)
On the other hand, I do appear to have fixed my TV. I have three count 'em three means of digital delivery in this house: the TV itself has a digital tuner inbuilt, which picks up its signal via the regular aerial; I have a set-top box that brings TV in by cable; and my DVD/HD player has a Freebox tuner also inbuilt. When I came home from Away, the latter two were not functioning. At lunchtime today, the stormy rains had disabled the first also. I fiddled with cables and cursed, and the rain went away, and now I have pictures via all three means. Just in time to discover that there is no longer anything on TV that I actually want to watch. They have broken my television from the other side, damn their greasy hides...