Isn't this just typical??

Sod’s law at it best ! X

My morning started with GrandpaGravy letting five year old GS help with breakfast, dippy boiled eggs.........they owned up to one raw egg being dropped on floor and breaking ???

Now.....if only you had a cat or dog around GG any mess would have been gone in an instant.

Looks like you have had the three incidents already Merlot but perhaps we shouldn’t tempt providence!?

The Roman blind was really dirty (filthy) so we have removed all the rods etc., and put it in the machine on the delicates wash. The label says, 'sponge clean' only.

The cycle has just finished. I think I'll drink my coffee before gingerly opening the door!

#puttingoffthereveal

Waiting in anticipation

Oh come on Merlot please do tell.
I want to know the outcome as I need to do ours. (Equally filthy!)

I had my little share of mishaps this morning, Firstly I took some towels out to the garden to hang up when my dog went running behind me and almost knocked me off the step. Secondly I got the full watering can to water plants and just going out the door and once again the dog came bouncing along and banged up against the watering can spilling much of the water. The thing is she is always gentle and gives me time to get through the door so not sure what was going on this morning. That's only two so now I am getting worried lets hope the third one will not be to damaging.

Fingers crossed Merlotgran ?

Well, the blind is back up! It didn't shrink in the wash, dried on the line and was easy to iron as there were only a few wrinkles.

Then the tricky bit. We threaded the stiffening rods back in but to re-attach the eyelets I had to sit backwards, almost in the sink while DH held it in place - covering my face so every time he suggested I might need to clip them in slightly to the left or right, I suggested he shut up or I'd flounce off because I was getting hot and bothered.

I was ready for gin o'clock this evening.

My loo flush is now operated by pushing the blue ball down before flushing. My kettle started blowing fuses (asking elsewhere for recommendations and warnings).

I woke up one morning to find a neighbour had built a breeze block wall 10 cm from my fence and 2 and a half blocks higher. They claim to be building a conservatory. I heard some noise after dark the previous night but assumed they were moving something in the kitchen.

At least while I chatting to a neighbour I spotted the scrap metal man’s truck and disposed of both the kettle and an old and faulty radio.

I remember my mother breaking a jam jar (safely in our shed) as a way of completing the 'three in a row' if she d had a couple of mishaps already!

My grandmother would make us stike one or 2 matches and snap them ( safely in garden) if one or 2 things had broken in order to achieve 3 and stop the run of threes so to speak..

Loved reading these posts.

Aaaaah..... lie ins recommended. Disasters averted.

But you do have a tidy background to your computer!!

We’ve had similar trials, our gorgeous rescue dog diagnosed with cancer beginning of lockdown, died two months later but we could spend every minute of day together and vet persuaded to come to home for final visit.
Missed two holidays and two weddings so far.
Leak damaged DR ceiling, leak fixed, then another different leak damaging it again, ( yes really) finally repaired and redecorated after several weeks.
Got new puppy, bundle of fun. All family love her but we’re trying desperately to get her to sleep through night so after 5 weeks husband and I are like zombies ? Forgotten completely how demanding a puppy is and she chews everything she can.
Add to that demands of family who live close, sleepovers etc we’re knackered.....but in the grand scheme of things happy with our lot ????

I feel we are jinxed, when we are out in our motor home which isnt new, something always happens, last year when in Poland the exhaust pipe fell off, luckily someone fixed it temporarily, still not fixed properly,yesterday on our way home there was suddenly an odd noise,Husband got out and checked, the exhaust pipe was still there!! but he thinks its the turbo in the engine which has given up the ghost, oh dear why do these things happen, its time to buy another motor home me thinks!

Merlotgran...... I actually laughed out loud at your post especially envisaging you falling into the sink ????

Well, the blasted thing fell down again this morning so that's IT!!! I've had it with Roman blinds!

A plain old easy peasy to fit roller blind is arriving tomorrow.

Priceless!! ???

There is a mysterious leak from somewhere in the upstairs bathroom. We can't fathom out whether it is coming from the shower or the toilet. DH and DS are measuring the floor and the ceiling below to try and track it down.

We need a man who can!

I took my bike to my sons house for him to make a minor adjustment to the saddle, which he did. I was then just sitting on the bike, bum on the saddle and feet on the ground when I just fell sideways ending up tangled up in my bike, bashing my replacement knee and hitting my chest and right hand front. 5 days later I am still in a great deal of pain when I move, bend, cough sneeze , breath or laugh. My friend, a nurse seems to think I have a broken rib. So I am now resting and letting Mr B do everything. Seems it will heal on its own in a few weeks. Heres hoping.

One or two mishaps here too. Friday DH discovered someone had hacked his PayPal account and treated themselves to a £200 gift at his expense. Saturday I opened the kitchen door to go into our little utility room and there was a small river flowing through it!

This was my Facebook entry for yesterday morning:

Well, I’ve mopped up the blood and put my clothes in a bucket of cold, salty water to soak and put my nightie back on. Had two paracetamol and a cup of tea. Now laying on the sofa watching A Touch of Frost. George seems to be fine, no ill effects from the river water. DH is fishing, won’t be back ‘til tea time. I really shouldn’t be left unsupervised then these things wouldn’t happen.

Followed by:

There was a lot of blood! Mine! DH went off at the crack of dawn leaving me home alone, apart from the dogs. George The No Eyed Wonder Dog is old, decrepit and getting more and more incontinent so we try not to leave him in the boat unattended. I had some gardening to do so shut him in our little area under the oak tree, where my garden swing is while I cracked on. He was fine there, it’s enclosed and I shut the gate. When I’d finished I went inside to have a wash and clean my teeth. When I came out, George had vanished! Gone! The gate was still shut so the only way out was over the little fence that surrounds the area. I looked behind DH’s newly built shed to see if he was there, no sign. Hells bells, he must have scrambled through the hydrangea where there is no fence (the bush plugs the gap) and gone into the river! I looked along the boat between the hull and the edge of our mooring, not there. I panicked thinking he must be further out, mid stream maybe, but I couldn’t see him anywhere. I needed to find him, and quick. I went to dash back in the boat and nearly scalped myself on the steel catch that sticks out at the end of the over door sliding hatch. The blood poured down my face, soaked into the front of my (new) white T-shirt and the front of the jumpsuit that I was wearing and splattered all over the floor. I grabbed my phone and managed to call my friend and neighbour, Nikki, who lives in a house just along the lane from us, begging for help. She and husband, Ant, came post haste, thankfully. Ant ran along the river bank to see if there was any sign of him, Nikki looked in the places that I’d already looked in just in case I’d missed anything in my panic. Then I noticed a movement in the water, underneath DH’s ‘Johnboat’ that he built to use as a fishing platform and which is tied behind our narrow boat. The bleddy dog was under there! Ant came running back, Nikki was balanced on the edge of our back counter with a fishing umbrella that was lying around and managed to hook George’s harness with the handle of that and pull him towards her. Ant got on the back counter to help pull him out. We wrapped him in a bath towel and dried him off, wrapped him in a blanket and popped him in his bed. That was when my legs turned to jelly and Nik sat me down and found me a couple of paracetamol to help ward off the inevitable massive headache. When she felt it was safe to leave me she went back home, leaving me to clean up. So, here I lay, headache banging merrily, binge watching tv.

An after note:

With George The No Eyed Wonder Dog safely in his basket wrapped in a blanket, Nik turned her attention to me. Studying my bloodied hair and face she said “We should take a picture of you for Halloween!”