The morning is spent barking at hyperactive squirrels in the oak trees . Bob barks with his friend '' Moose '' firmly clamped between his jaws. The muffled sound Bob emits is not so much a ferocious bark as a timid wheeze. I tell him that neither the sound nor the look are terrifying. He seems unconcerned .
In the hardware store a '' Cordless, handheld power scrubber ! Extends to nearly 4 feet ! ' . A Eureka moment. Angus recognizes that this is the household appliance he's been looking for. A must own. Back home, unpacked and assembled the 300 RPM rotating head seems rather tame. Angus would guesstimate it rotates at half the speed claimed on the packet. Bob and Sophie watch him buff up some floor tiles. This proves to be as exciting as it sounds. Appliance and box are soon reunited.
Lamb chops from the butcher and some chevres from the cheese lady. Bob has a spring in his step as we head back to the car. The culinary outlook is brightening.
' The Font ' set to return from Scotland this morning. The roofers, builders, joiners, heating engineers, electricians, plumbers and solitary cabinet maker all arrived on time, worked contentedly away and did what they said they would do. Scaffolding goes up and then comes down. Neighbours wander in to say hello, have a 'wee' chat and see what sort of people have moved in. One of the Polish cleaning ladies has a husband who's an odd job man and he'll come in every day or so to keep an eye on the place. At the moment we are the proud owners of two tables, eight chairs ( four kitchen and four dining ) and a desk.
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And an AGA, which is at least as good as a Wolf/Woof.
Oh those lamb chops...
I've been tempted by the ads for those scrubbers, but many of the reviews on Amazon echoed your first-hand experience. A stiff brush with a long handle works wonders.
Hari OM
No matter the invention, elbow-grease will always be required. Everything smooth with the workers? I need their numbers... YAM xx
We've made a discovery. Dunfermline workers are as good as Edinburgh ones at half the price. On time, tidy and quite happy to be given the front door keys and establish a roster for who's going to open up in the morning and lock up at night. The heavily pierced joiner from Dundee ( despite his appearance ) a miracle worker with wood. The slater determined to find Easdale slate rather than Welsh - ' It wouldn't be proper '. The electrician knows the plumber who knows the decorator who knows the man who supplied the iron gutters to my eldest brother on the West Coast. It is easy to forget what a small place Scotland is.
It must take quite some self restraint not to buy ALL that cheese
I've found that the only thing that takes my work out of cleaning, is getting someone else to do it !
Perhaps next time you need any work done at ROF, you will be able to import the workers from Dunfermline?
Was considering one of those Turbo things.....glad you test drove it.
Hari Om
...yes; but it's enormous when you don't know the fellow who knew the bloke who winked at the chap with the shears... My sister did up a flat in Dundee and I recall she was very happy with her workmen there, right enough. Shame about the Dunoon shemozzle. (Speaks the woman who had to deal with recalcitrant neighbours and less than satisfactory roofers for our tenement for what seemed like eternity, but was in fact only nine months.) Yxx
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