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[Oh_hunnihunni]

morning ladies from a sunny Waikato

lol OHH, you're keen!  This Svedish Death Cleaning is a tad extreme for me.

The plumber has been thank goodness and has fixed the shower, the hose under the laundry tub which by chance started to leak again yesterday morning, and showed me how to take the loo seat off the new loo.  Now we await the bill.

My sister-in-law rocked up for a coffee as she was in Tirau yesterday and took more of the old bricks back home with her. The pile is slowly but surely going down.  She also took some old concrete reinforcing wire to support a rose.  I may regret letting that go when I move Madam Alfred shortly.  She has suggested we use the family scooter MrK's sister bought before she passed away. I suggested it a few days ago and got the no, not yest response.  She suggests it and he says, ok, I'll try it.  I like to think I put the idea there lol.  But who cares really, he needs something.  He has another doctor's appointment and will be asking for the OT to come and see what we need around the house.

Half of the cherry tree has been cut down MrK taught me how to cut big branches so they fall slowly and 'supervised' the cutting.  Our friend is coming early next week to do the rest as the remaining branches will fall over the fence and I can't climb the fence to get them.  The grinding will have to wait as his grinder is away at the moment but that will happen.

Housework today, two loads of washing to do and it should dry outside.  We didn't need the heat pump on until late last evening, so the temperatures are climbing slowly.  I have some typing to do for my sister-in-law and will get that done later as well.

Happy crafting

Not so keen KM, rather - driven to it. Living in a tiny space and being a magpie is a recipe for disaster clutter. And then there's the knowledge that all these years of accumulating do have to be sorted either by me, or by some poor soul after I skip the country. Best not to be too selfish about doing a little preparation, that job is no fun for anyone.

And I appreciate the opportunity to cull the flock of dust bunnies, I am not the world's best housekeeper!

As for scooters, you know how I feel about mine. It is my freedom, and my fun. And yes, I understand the reluctance, it was 'needs must' when I first used one in my forties, and I have been on and off them as my legs allowed ever since. These days I appreciate the ability to be independent of everybody and everything, so long as the weather is good! And it is complicated when we have to give up the drivers licence, that particular privilege so quickly becomes part of our self image. It was very hard seeing someone else ride off on my bike, at least the family car will still be in your garage!

I did seriously bless the scoot this past Wednesday. It granted me the chance to see the royal spoonbill family at the duck pond, and to steal a gorgeous spray of pink and white jasmine from a neglected road planting, that is currently scenting my flat. Bit hard to do both hurtling past in the comfort of a steel box!