Throwing a duvet cover over an airer caught a couple of things on the table behind. This resulted in a violent hissing noise. Throwing the airer to one side, I could see that I’d knocked over my soup machine, which not only took a can of fly spray with it, but landed on it.
I’ve never been fond of shaving – I don’t get on with electric shavers (despite having tried a few), and I used to cut myself to ribbons, even with a safety razor; although the modern razors have improved this a lot.
Last year, round about spring time, I thought birds had somehow gotten into the front wall of my house and nested. At times, I could clearly hear movement, and cheeping; right behind where I normally sit, in the bay window. I searched high and low for how they could get to where they were – it seemed a bit extreme. I wondered if it was a single chick that had fallen down from above (occasionally birds get into my loft), and half expected it to die, but it continued for several weeks, which made me think it was getting fed.
1980’s pop star, Kim Wilde – together with her brother Ricky, on guitar – singing their way back home on the London Underground after an apparently boozy MagicFM Christmas Party.
Then took it, and sang it to a group of people, including Peggy Seeger, who apparently quite liked it.
One can only hope that by this evening he isn’t relegated to being a “Scot” again.
Was upstairs when the doorbell rang. Excited (I can be like a kid with my toys!), I ran downstairs and opened the door. I signed for ParcelForce, and was given a huge parcel.