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Wednesday 4 September 2019
Monday 2 September 2019
About what to do when bad stuff happens
When bad stuff happens, we have to deal with the effects first
and then look for the causes
and try to address them and put things right.
This thought came to me yesterday (2.9.19) having listened to the report on the 'Today' programme about the hurricane approaching The Bahamas.
A wonderful man was talking about the charity he is involved with that is setting up the means to feed all the people who will be affected by the onslaught of the terrible storm.
Fantastic, I thought.
and then look for the causes
and try to address them and put things right.
This thought came to me yesterday (2.9.19) having listened to the report on the 'Today' programme about the hurricane approaching The Bahamas.
A wonderful man was talking about the charity he is involved with that is setting up the means to feed all the people who will be affected by the onslaught of the terrible storm.
Fantastic, I thought.
Sunday 1 September 2019
About Dad's 'soap treatment' for sticking doors
The airing cupboard on our landing has an upside-down wooden door which used to be on a cupboard in our dining/living room.
The back story here is that when we took that cupboard down, I'm as sure as I can be that it was my idea to use the door upstairs to hide our, not very beautiful but useful, homemade shelves. It would only fit upside down for some reason beyond my memory or understanding.
Husband, however, swears that it was his idea and he can shout louder than I can, especially when he's not 100% sure he's right but won't admit it, whereas I'm always ready to doubt my memory (often with good reason but not in this case!!). (It wounds my pride because I was very chuffed with my inventiveness!!)
Anyway, it had been sticking badly for months and I would moan to myself as I struggled to put bedding away each week. Then I remembered my dad's trick so I trotted off to the bathroom to fetch the soap. A rub on both parts of the door which were sticking and - bingo - it opened as sweetly as a nut.
Good old dad; it works a treat every time. I just thought it might be worth sharing in case anyone reading this might not know the cure for a sticking door, and who doesn't have to contend with that at some time or another!!
The back story here is that when we took that cupboard down, I'm as sure as I can be that it was my idea to use the door upstairs to hide our, not very beautiful but useful, homemade shelves. It would only fit upside down for some reason beyond my memory or understanding.
Husband, however, swears that it was his idea and he can shout louder than I can, especially when he's not 100% sure he's right but won't admit it, whereas I'm always ready to doubt my memory (often with good reason but not in this case!!). (It wounds my pride because I was very chuffed with my inventiveness!!)
Anyway, it had been sticking badly for months and I would moan to myself as I struggled to put bedding away each week. Then I remembered my dad's trick so I trotted off to the bathroom to fetch the soap. A rub on both parts of the door which were sticking and - bingo - it opened as sweetly as a nut.
Good old dad; it works a treat every time. I just thought it might be worth sharing in case anyone reading this might not know the cure for a sticking door, and who doesn't have to contend with that at some time or another!!
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