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fly swatting…

23 Oct

While engrossed in domestic chores today, I began to wonder about the seeming abundance of dead flies that needed sucking up the head of the vacuum cleaner. Now, it’s not as if I haven’t swept or sucked for months, in fact it’s only been a week…and yet today there were a small number of fly corpses lying on the carpet  in front of each of the loungeroom windows.  flies

I imagine that they made their sneaky entrance over the weekend when the spring weather was warm, and the doors were open to welcome it inside.

What I can’t fathom is why they were dead !!

Don’t get me wrong I was thrilled that they were …. BUT it looked as though they were headed for the windows in an effort to escape…but for some reason, they perished en route.It’s not as if I had pulled my usual trick of adding to the hole in the ozone layer by drowning the flighty creatures with insect spray ….so what killed them ?

I know stuff …. but I don’t know that !!



another epic fail….

15 Mar

So you would think that after 34 years of domestic bliss, I might have mastered (or mistressed) the art of doing the laundry.washing

I know I have made confessions in the past regarding failure with keeping up the ironing, and button maintenance ….BUT this one involves the actual washing.

You know lifting the lid adding clothes and detergent then pushing a button.  How hard can it be ???

Well you see,  I have had one of those terrifying colour runs. A very special two tone panelled sweatshirt that was a much loved souvenir from the Guinness factory in Dublin. ..And you guessed it …It’s not mine (oops).

In finally getting life back in order after our spontaneous trip to New York City (did I happen to mention that I WON a trip to New York ??? oh yeah, I’m sure I did … just pinching myself)…. I did that last load of washing and …well, the rest is history.

I haven’t had the heart to tell ‘Mr 50 Something’ yet… but if he is keeping up with the blog, I guess he will know before long…. Sorry Darling  …(looks like we will be off to Ireland again in the near future).