Tuesday, 16 September 2008

The petrol lawnmower

Quick post today as I'm meant to be finishing off the dress I'm knitting for dd1...

The boys - well dh and a visiting child - spent most of the day trying to fix a petrol lawnmower today. The garden stunk of petrol and as for the noise... They succeeded in getting it to start, but it looks like it might need some tweaking still. Can't say the whole 'lawnmower engine' thing does much for me. Must be a boy thing!

Had a physio appointment today. Usual NHS rubbish, but seems a slight improvement on when I last had treatment a few years back. Instead of the usual one-size-fits-all sheet of exercises today I got poked and prodded too. I'm not sure if I should consider this a good thing or not (I hurt now!), but we'll see. Physio person was reluctant for me to continue with osteopath at the same time. 'It's me or him' was the gist of it. Tough. Life's too short for occupational envy. Why don't we liven it up with a bit of healthy competition? The first one to cure me, wins!

Lego. Too much of it. All over the house. Love the stuff, but it's driving me mad.

Have cleared a whole load of space in the conservatory. Moved a new freezer into the garage and am trying to freecycle the old one, so had a shuffle of furniture. Definitely a furniture-moving time of year. Autumn has come. All dull stuff I know, but it does mean we can actually walk around the table in the conservatory without impaling ourselves on the dog cage.


Philippa said...

The lawnmower is definitely a boy thing! Does nothing for me, especially if it doesn't work!!

Big mamma frog said...

Yeah, the feeling's mutual. I can get mildly excited about the workings of a sewing machine, but a bar of chocolate holds a lot more interest for me.