My new exercise machine has arrived!
Whereas the aged cheap imitation Hoover was noisy and simple to use my new one, which arrived via Royal Mail this morning, is very quiet, sucks powerfully and a quick hoover left me feeling like I had been through a workout! It appears that to get fit I must hoover daily, I may wear the aged carpet out soon. This reminded me of the time we bought my mother a new hoover some years ago. Her old one was second hand and she had been using it for some time. The new one, straight forward normal vacuum looked good. She tried it in the lobby at first and we saw her shoot down the length of the lobby and crash against the main door! It was more powerful than she expected! That lasted a few years, I hope my expensive one last 20 years, though I doubt I will care much about such things by then.
John came and grouted the tiles this morning. I await his return, he has got two other jobs to do at the same time, and he will finish the seal around the kitchen and then all will be complete. A leak or two and all this work resulted. There again, had we not done it now it would have required doing sometime soon anyway.
How lovely to see the West Indies Cricket Team doing well, at least when they are playing England.
52 - 2 at lunch, good start but really more is required here. It is only England, surely you can win this one?
Now it is lunchtime and the words flow. When cricket stops the words begin. These guys can talk for hours about a man's hand position. Hos feet movement can fill many a rainy day, and the statistics re his recent games also give hours and hours of words, do they mean anything, really?
Boris does it well!
He 'visited' Scotland yesterday. Note, 'visited,' as if it was a foreign country and not part of the UK! He at no time went close to Nicola Sturgeon the First Minister, he spoke to no politicians, he avoided the press, bar the lackeys. Spouting nonsense he then toured the empty far reaches of Orkney. Here, the small dwelling of 'Twatt' welcomed him. They welcomed him with signs reading 'ONE TWATS ENOUGH!' He avoided them, stopped at an empty area for a press brief and ran away home again. The Scotch Whisky people wished him to offer the help promised last time he spoke, none came, others, such as 'Baxters' the Soup people welcomed him, well known 'Tomb Tabards' they. In short, his mission to encourage the Scots into the UK has led to many joining the SNP, support for independence growing, and another failure to add to his long list.
Stay in Britain Boris, Scotland does not want you.
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Affisianados of Test Match Special reckon that it is at its best when rains stops play and the commentators natter among themselves. They were on about wrestling today....
Lovely to hear - as I cannot see - West Indies playing well again after so many problems in the recent past. What I would like to see is their second spinner, the big chap, running up to the wicket...
One close up look at Boris, and Indpendence comes closer!
Fly, I'm not sure the 'Big chap' runs up to the wicket... He has made a catch mind, one handed.
One of his hands, three of anyone else's....
Yes, I suppose running was too much to hope for...
Wonderful last picture.
Not only did Margaret T shaft the miners she did it in such a vindictive way that left the mine working areas devastated and then offered no other options of employment.
She shafted the miners in the same way she gunned down the Belgrano.
If you use a Dyson, do you still call it "hoovering"?
Dave, Normal practice for Thatcher, close works down, do not replace jobs.
Kay, I would not use Brexiteer Dysons products. He wants Brexit then moves abroad taking his works with him. However, all hoovers are called Hoover, even if vacuum is the correct term.
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