I did my own bit of diy today too. I changed various filters in the hoover and took it apart to clean out the crevices, all of which were full of dog hair. It’s a jolly good hoover, a Sebo (hoover being generic) and has been going strong for over 25 years. I see it would cost a couple of hundred quid to replace, but that’s what I paid in the first place. I had a glitch at the end, however, because I’d taken everything apart, put it together and it didn’t work. Finally, I tried a new fuse in the plug. Yes. That did it. And now I’ve cleaned through downstairs and we’re surprisingly okay, considering I haven’t heard from the cleaners again. I’m as fed up as a polite person can be.
It may be half term – well, it is half term – but things don’t stop when you’re supposed to be on holiday, and I’ve a meeting at school first thing tomorrow. And a mammogram later, oh joy. It’ll be fine, it always is and, if not, what’s the worst that can happen? No need to save for my old age. Which is a useful thought.