Good morning all from Glasgow, where it is only 8°C.
R&L& I hope the stitch removal is not to painful.
I hope your grandson is ok, * Ginny.*
An early start for us, DH has an appointment for various health checks and hopefully find out test results.
We were going to go out for the day, but I had a diverticulitis attack yesterdayafternoon and DH doesn't think I am well enough to go out. Also,, I am struggling to walk.
What a day I had yesterday,I had planned to go to church, check in with the visiting priest, then go home and rest.
I was tidying up, when I heard banging on the fire doors beside the sacristy. It was a very agitated money counter.
^You need to come MD, the ceilng in the parish house has come down. I expected a little bit of plaster, but half the dining room ceiling had come down. What a mess. Anyone, sitting at the table could have been badly injured.
Both of the clergy are away all week, so here was no-one to deal with it.
The gardeners were cutting the grass, so I went to ask them to help with moving the plaster.
One is a retired plumber, but we couldn't find the mains to turn off the water. He did manage to isolate the hot water, for we had no idea what was leaking.
As I went out the back door to speak to them, I stepped into a puddle. The utility room ceiling also had a leak and the ceiling was about to come down..
I knew the P,P,, who was in Rome and wouldn't answer his phone,--he never answers it here either--, therefore I was forced to phone the young curate. He had no idea, where the stopcock was. We spent over an hour, looking in the warren of a house for it. I felt I was intruding going into personal spaces.
Eventually a call to a former P.P. gave us the location. It was located behind the dishwasher!!! However, it was jammed in and when the parishioner tried to get it out, it was caught on the lino.
The other gardener, Dollie's best friend's papa, cleared up all the chunks of plaster ( I couldn't have lifted them,) then he vacuumed the carpet. ♥️
The pair of them were absolutely wonderful, I couldn't have done it on my own. Thank goodness, we are a very close parish community.
The curate was surprised to find, I had taken lots of photos of the damage, for insurance purposes, prior to clearing up. At last he has realised that I am not the daft, old biddy, he thought I was.😉
He was delighted, when I advised him, he didn't need to return home, especially since there was no water in the house.
The Diocesan Property Manager, is now in charge, thank goodness.
What really annoyed me was, the housekeeper had popped in to pick up something, saw the mess and left, because it wasn't her day. 🤬
If we hadn't switched off the water, there would have been a disaster zone today.
Wishing you all a pleasant day, whatever your plans.
