Met Tracy at Golden Acres today for a cuppa tea and a toasted tea cake. Nice catch up. Heard all her news and told her mine. We can both talk for England! She bought me a lovely sign which I've put on my dresser until i decide where its forever home is. Isn't it lovely, and so apt!
Bought a couple of geraniums and now have the job of potting them and sorting my other, nearly dead, pots! I got a bit carried away and started hacking at ivy and other plants in the vicinity of the pots. But the important thing, i did it!
Marion nipped round to see me and we talked Italian Lakes. She's just got back from her holiday staying at Bellagio on Lake Como, a place where Chris and I go every december.
Whilst chatting with Marion a Wessex Water van pulled up armed with my Non Return Valve.
Asta la Vista rats!!!!
It didn't fit!!!!
They've gotta come back and do something to make it fit. Normally they just slide in, but a liner has been put in to make the drain stronger in the past. Why am i not surprised it wasn't straight forward?
The boss came along too and tried to explain why the problem wasn't sorted, and still isn't sorted. Usually they go through the steps they've done with me and its sorted which makes him believe theres a further problem. That being, the pipes that run under the house may have a crack where rats get in. With one of these valves in that will stop the problem, but it doesn't help the fact there could be a crack and that could do damage to the property. So next job is to get in contact with the insurance company and get a camera down the loo!
Hang on a minute, didn't i ring the insurance company earlier in the year with that same request?
I shall ring them on monday and see what they say!
At least the valve will stop the dirty little creatures in, fingers crossed.
What if they put the valve in and a rat or 2 are already in the house? They won't be able to get out. I have visions of them moving into the spare room, asking for a TV and helping themselves to stuff out of the fridge. A bit of cheese every so often, maybe rice krispies for brekky. Sage and onion stuffing for lunch. I know they like that cos they helped themselves to a box before i realised they were getting into one of my kitchen drawers.
One thing i did ask the boss when he was here......
Is there anyway you can catch some rats and take them to the house where the people who sold me the house have moved to and put them in their drains?
His reply, 'It can be arranged!' Bless him. If he could, i would seriously consider it!!
A lovely visit from Linda. We've not seen much of each other cos she's been so busy since her holiday catching up with work, so lots to chat about.
Whilst we were attempting to catch up a couple of weeks in a short space of time the door bell rang.
A young lady in a t shirt with a charity logo (don't ask me which charity) stood there.
'Hi, I've just been to your neighbours down the road, George and Margaret.'
'Never heard of them,' i replied.
'Have you noticed our car in the street?'
'Im sorry i give to charity in my own way not by people knocking on my door.'
'Im not asking for money or handouts,' she replied, 'we're just coming round chatting to people.'
I replied, 'Ive just had chemo and not interested in standing at my door chatting about charities.'
'Is there someone else i can talk to then?'
The flipping nerve. Theres so much i could have said to her, but i didn't want to be rude or swear!
And she looked annoyed that she didn't get her own way!
Apart from the sign saying no circulars, adverts or charity stuff through my letterbox please, i need one saying, no charity callers as well.
Maybe a beware of the dogs sign!
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