Month: January 2011

Utterly boring blog about washing machines

We were not impressed – our washing machine, that we’ve had for 12 years or more, and that has faithfully followed us from Sydney to Adelaide to Brisbane, died quietly the other night.   One day it was working happily, the next day it was deceased, moribund, a heap of spent machinery in the corner of the laundry.

Nor were we impressed by the $1,000 plus that we had to shell out for a replacement, but – we are delighted with the outcome. Continue reading “Utterly boring blog about washing machines”

A rainy evening in Bucharest.

And I have a cold. So I’m sitting at my notebook catching up with some friends by email. Quantum, (my owner,) sneaks under my feet an I don’t notice. I finish an email, reach forward to take a drink of tea, shift my foot and tread on my owner’s tail. Owner squeals and bats my ankle with a pawful of claws. I yelp and jump and hot tea splashes into my, erm, lap. I jump again, a little more energetically, my owner is still round my feet, I lose my balance, fall backwards, pour the rest of the tea over my chest, yell some more and fall to the floor. My owner has it away on her toes, I rush to the shower and spray chest and, erm, lap with cold water. After cooling down I hang my wet clothes to dry, take a comforting shower, step out of the shower stall – stand on my owner, again, slip on the tiles and finish up on my, erm, fundament on the bathroom floor.

And I still have a cold.