It is a fact of life that I do not enjoy doing things I’m not very good at. Put me in front of an old building, a Roman ruin, a bus or the Sydney Opera House and I will happily keep an audience entertained for hours.
Louise is poorly at the moment (having caught the bug I had last week) so I’m being more than usually domestic. I have today been out with a shopping list, little of which actually tallied with what seems to exist on the shelves.
“No, not that one, the double chocolate ones we usually have”. Sigh.
I have tried to make the washing machine and tumble drier work.
“But why do we put it on ‘G’? What’s that setting mean?”
“Oh I don’t know, it just is!”
And now I've put two duvets back inside their covers in a series of moves which to the untrained eye would make it appear that I was playing a strip version of “Twister”.
Get well soon, Louise. I need you!
(But I know I’m better with canal architecture and Iron Age earthworks. I'll let you know about the pancakes.......)
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