Waterboard Misery

And the fun didn't stop there.

I'd forgotten my toothbrush. So Ray brought it round for me after he finished work. One crisis averted. But there was another. The water went off.

I was sitting eating my dinner when the pipes suddenly started making some very strange gurgling noises. I finished up eating, tried to run the taps to wash up and nothing happened except an awful lot of noise. I got in touch with the guy who's house this is and he said I should ring the waterboard because this has happened before. So me who hates ringing people I don't know about things I don't really understand picked up the phone dialled the number and spoke to a very lovely woman who said they'd sent an engineer out to look into the problem. She said to ring back in an hour if the water still wasn't on. It wasn't so I rang again. A hydrant had burst (I think that's what she said) and was being fixed and the water was due on any minute. True to her word it did come back on. But it was spitting and gurgling and a lovely yellow or green in colour. Yum. I had to drink Pepsi Max as my Last Drink Before Bed and cleaned my teeth with the minimal of water. How the hell I fell asleep after being doped up on Pepsi Max I'll never know; that stuff usually gets me shaking and wide-eyed. This morning the water was still brown. I rang the waterboard again who said they were going to flush it all through again (whatever that means) and that if I ran the kitchen tap it would eventually clear (I had already done that for about an hour the previous night - and I hate wasting water! - and it hadn't worked...).

It does seem to have cleared up a bit now but I'm not risking it just yet. I mean, there's all these stories about people getting sick in North Wales from contaminated water and there's me seeing yellow water spurting from the taps... I know it's probably safe enough but yellow water just conjures up bad thoughts, doesn't it?

The gardener also came round this morning and spent about two hours mowing the lawn, when it really should have taken no more than thirty minutes. I'd planned on sitting out the back reading in the sun (yes we have sun today!). Instead I sat in the freezing cold living-room and finished up Song of Susannah (just as weirdly short as I remembered it being). So now the plan is to read The Dark Tower in the garden this afternoon. I might even get out the Bible and have a read of that too. I always enjoy reading the Bible outdoors; feels as though I'm closer to God somehow.

That's the plan anyway. To be honest my plans don't tend to pan out too well...

Labels: bible, dog-sitting, life, reading

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Shopping, Pug Show & A Birthday

I had a great weekend at Ray's. I think his twenty-first was celebrated in style and when we parted company last night he was still smiling so I would consider it a successful birthday. It was strange having to say goodnight to him actually, back to the usual place: my back door; I get used to sharing a bed with him far too quickly. Twenty-four years of sleeping alone, two nights sharing a bed with a boy and I miss him when he's not there. The female brain is a strange thing.

My weekend turned into one of those long weekends you hear people talk about. Which basically meant I'd finished all the chapters I had prepared on the Wednesday, and then went out doing other stuff on Thursday and Friday, as well as being away for the weekend.

Thursday I went shopping with Mammy and Jemma. Shopping with Mammy is amazing. She just makes it so much fun. And we were all having so much fun we had to stop halfway for lunch in the shop's cafe cos we'd exhausted ourselves. I ended up with an orange top, a stripey one with button-details around the neck and a pair of blue jeans. I've been looking for pictures of the clothes online but apparently they don't exist online so I'll take some pictures and either add them to the post later or else I'll post them next time. Call me biased but I think they're gorgeous.

Friday we had the Pug Show. That was a six o'clock start - yawn. It was fun, though, all of us in the car, laughing along with the Foo Fighters and Chris Moyles, following this rickety old bus which looked as though it had fallen through a time rift from the 1970's - even the people on the bus were dressed in 70's style clothes! The day was long at the Pug show. Falls went on early and won third and we were all very proud. Sweepie got sleepie but couldn't sleep until she crashed out on my lap just before her class. So in a class of twenty-three dogs (!) she didn't really shine enough and ended up with no placement. But we were all very proud of her and she got lots of hugs and kisses. She didn't care, though, she just wanted to go home. Bless.

Then on Saturday I got Ray to actually spend some money on himself. He's awful with money. He never gets himself anything; he just frits the money away. He wanted to buy me stuff but I refused, telling him I'd been shopping already and so his extra money from his boss (cos I'm not the only one who loves him apparently) got spent on himself. I took his hand and led him into the shops and got him to spend. He ended up buying a gorgeously cute white-tee-and-wool-vest-zip-up-thingy, a green shirt, heaps of spanners for work, and a new pair of trainers. He spent about £130 in one weekend - all on himself! I was very proud of him. I just believe that his bonus pay should go on himself. We had a nice dinner out, as well, although it took about an hour between ordering and getting our food.

Last night I fell asleep at about 11pm with the Bible still in my hands. I never fall asleep when reading the Bible, cos, well, it's just not something you do, is it? So when I woke up, I said a quick prayer, popped the book back on the shelf, climbed under the blankets and promptly fell asleep. I didn't wake up again until about 9:30am. So bang went the brainstorming for the new chapters of Olimpia Valley. So I'll be doing that this afternoon instead.

Time to get my washing done then. I've got a meal out with the in-laws this evening. It's the family meal we always go out for when there's a birthday in Ray's family. Means I get to wear my new orange top so I'm very excited :D

Labels: bible, birthday, jem, mammy, money, ray, shopping, sweepie, writing

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