A Quiet Week In Our Street...

Last week was quiet enough in our street...Himself has seen a boar Otter twice in the river when he's taken the dogs out for their early morning walk...it won't be enough to stop the bridge re-building though 'cos he'll just move his family further down stream...

Wendy finally had Savannah put down...poor old horse had been finding it difficult to stay on her feet...the dead man called soon after and carted her away to the rendering plant. Suppose she'll be chopped up for dog meat and her bones will go to make bone-meal for gardens. She was a lovely old horse actually...you could walk behind her and under her belly and she'd never dream of kicking out.

We've declared all out war on the rats in the roof space...no more pussy-footing about with dainty little dishes of poison that they just gobble up and come back for more...now it's the proper bright pink stuff that comes in serious looking blocks with enough health warnings on the container to cover practically everything...Himself set the traps as well, with tasty morsels of cheese. One went off last night and it'd caught a big fat glossy coated rat...he was cremated on the range.

Adam...who lives down the road...he has rats in his roof space which are those poison resistant ones...he's set traps all over the place and they are gradually thinning the population out...

Can't bear Himself going up the ladder...I have to stand on the bottom rung and he says it's perfectly safe and then the ladder sort of slides about and gives me the willies...

We went into Roscommon town to tax the car...it was horribly, bitterly cold. There were a few lambs in the fields but not as many as this time last year...

I bought a really big lampshade for the old standard light we have...now I'm covering it in pictures torn from an old copy of Punch...it's from 1845 and the stories and illustrations mean little to me because they were satirical...found the book in a junk shop donkeys years ago. And the lamp came from a car boot sale. Didn't get anything else but Himself bought a pair of slippers...he didn't have any for Christmas this year...

Ordered some more nasal cannulas for the concentrator today and asked please may I have a longer length of tubing that'll reach the bathroom and she said I could of course and one of the technicians will bring me some...if it's Malachi then my tongue will hang out and I'll probably start dribbling as well...

And last...but by no means least...I've found a sort of cousin right here on Health Unlocked...actually... I suspect I've probably found three altogether, but I'll wait for a while until I've done some more rooting about.

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You covering the lampshade brought back memories of my Hubby's grandmother who used to do the same and put wallpaper up across the room instead of up and down Her little bungalow was lovely and cosy. She was a very active person who collapsed and died whilst collecting her pension in her late eighties. Her husband who had his own coal round died years before her. Friday nights he used to collect money from customers he had delivered coal to during the week and then went in a local pub where he frequently got drunk. His horse which had been waiting outside would take him home in the cart, grandma wouldthen bed them both down for the night. .Keep them coming x Joyce

[bulpit]

Morning Vashti. Fingers crossed it will be Malachi, Have a good day, Bullit

[sassy59]

Wow vashti, all that and possible relatives on site too. What brilliant stuff! Hope the lampshade turns out well and here's to Malachi bringing the longer tubing. Happy days. xxx

Sad news about the horse though.

[Nikkers]

Ah, sad news about Savannah, but I'm sure Malachi will cheer you up with his long tubing lol. Good luck with the rats, you need my 3 moggies, they're ace hunters. XX

[Dragonmum]

Vashti, so many of us on here seem to have the same quirks; son bought me a lovely water-colour of a hare for Christmas '13 but the frame was a Wilks disaster. He picked up an old clock face frame in the car booty a week ago - octagonal walnut; when he's finished titivating it's going to be gorgeous and just 20p! Sad about Savannah but at least her remains will be put to better use than ours.