My bath is back and so am I! I always thought I was solar powered, but hydra works also! Outdoors bath there’d be no stopping me, well, the neighbours might have something to say and the English weather.
It’s been weeks! My own little purgatory.
So our plumber was due to come last Wednesday, then pushed the time back on the day and finally at 6pm I decided he wasn’t going to show, so I sent him a poochy text along the lines of, I assume you’re not turning up and I would have appreciated a call, and absolutely no kisses or emojis, which for me is hard, in texts I literally use them as punctuation x either it looks cute or like I’m swearing a lot.
I received an apology back and message to say he’d been caught on a job, I didn’t even respond, ha, that’ll show him I thought to myself all high and mighty like.
He text again the next morning to come over after the school run and to fit in whatever time suited best. I checked with Lee first, but already melted a little bit and agreed to it.
By the time he’d got to the door that evening I’d long forgotten I was cross. To be fair, I was probably more wound up because Harry and Ollie had downloaded a game so they could ring doorbells and I kept thinking it was ours and getting up which they found hilarious. Pesky pranksters.
So there he was on the doorstep and Harry offered him a half eaten cookie from his pocket, he gratefully declined and went on to explain he’d gone to do a 30 minute job at an old ladies house and found a gas leak and stayed on for 3 hours to find said leak so he wouldn’t have to turn her gas off.
How do you feel?
I offered him so many cups of tea!
He went to service our boiler and then worked out what was stoping the water from running hot and then even told us the best and cheapest way of getting it repaired which basically did him out of a job! What a guy!
So the Ideal Boiler engineer came out yesterday and Lee dealt with it all so I could go out to play with the boys. Winner winner x
Off we went to Puxton Park to see our friends and Harry nearly gave me a heart attack when he decided to do the high ropes. He looked so tiny. So brave. I didn’t know how loudly I was cheering him on until my throat was sore afterwards. Looking upwards I didn’t realise I’d practically walked into a gathering of Mums. Still mid shout I caught their eyes, there was a short silence and then one of them gently called to her child, well done dear. I backed away. Fog horn and pom poms behind my back.
The other morning we were having breakfast on the sofa in our jam jams when I pointed out to Harry that he could make a mess out of any food and was physically incapable of eating anything without dropping it down his front. So I told him I was going to nickname him Crumbs.
I then turned to Ollie and said that because he is incapable of sitting still or doing anything without fiddling I would name him Fidget.
So in the spirit of fairness I told the boys they could give me a nickname. Without hesitation Harry said he was going to call me Flower and Ollie whole heartedly agreed. Lush buckets. I thought it would be something like Grumpy or Shouts A Lot.
Right, we have more shenanigans to get up to today so I’d best get a wiggle on, but before I do, something made me quickly look up the meaning for Hydra and it’s not water as I first thought. Let’s go for the Greek mythology version which is funniest in this scenario,
The Hydra was a serpent-like water monster with nine heads that is often referenced in Greek mythology. It was an offspring of Typhon and Echidna bred by Hera to kill Hercules. It was Hercules responsibility to slay the beast during his twelve Labors for King Eurystheus.
Well every day is a school day even at half term.
Love and hugs, kisses and wishes xxx
A cheeky little Twinkle update xxx 