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♥Oct. 30th, 2014 // 10:08 am♥
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Esme came out of the duck house with what appeared to be hiccups this morning. She seems fine other than that and not having laid an egg. Most peculiar.
This morning, while I was riding, Mike got some interesting news of a possible deal between Next Door and TWWOTV, which might mean we could buy a few more acres of land next to our field. This would be incredibly convenient, but I'm not holding my breath on either side actually going through with it; instead, I've been talking to Mrs Farmer, who rents a field from the people at the top of the hill that we could use relatively conveniently.
GB seemed better a couple of days ago, and then a bit worse again today: I'm just playing that one by ear and keeping it very gentle for him. This woman's coming to look at Baby this afternoon, so I shall be riding him later for her to look at. I'm not greatly looking forward to that, as my shoulder and, now, back are still very sore, but we'll do what we can. Physio tomorrow. Waa.
We've still not heard from the drain guy who's supposed to be coming out to sort out the kitchen sink, which I'm unimpressed with: I think it's partly him being crap and partly the office being crap; they're chasing him. At least, hopefully, the dishwasher will get fixed this afternoon.
I'm not sleeping well, because of my back, so I'm knackered. At least the sun's come out today. |
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Timings
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♥Oct. 30th, 2014 // 04:22 pm♥
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45 minutes before the woman arrived to look at Baby, inevitably, the drain guy finally called to say he'd be with us in half an hour. Fifteen minutes later, the dishwasher guy called to ask if he was supposed to drive through the gate with the cows on the other side of it to get to us. Oh, and Mike realised that he had a work meeting half an hour after she was due.
Dishwasher guy was first, and then drain guy. This was pretty good timing, as it turned out: some poking about by drain guy revealed a pipe with an opening for his pokey stick in the porch, but the first few times he tried it came out of the dishwasher drain rather than the sink. Still, he managed to get it sorted pretty quickly and headed on his way. While I was in the house seeing what was going on ("Is there a problem? Why did he leave so quickly?"), horse girl arrived, with an older friend, and we showed her Baby for a bit. Dishwasher guy decided that it was the circuit board, not the heater, and went away to order a new one: three to five days.
We tacked Baby up and I tasked Mike with taking GB back up to the field, so that he could watch while we were riding. A few minutes later, Mike lead Baby out to the school while I caught GB and took him to the field.
Baby obliged me with a lovely canter, first time, in the good direction, and a less good one the second time in the bad one. Embarrassingly for everyone, horse girl (who retrains difficult horses for a living) couldn't get him to canter for her. It was generally agreed that he's got a lovely nature and beautiful paces but was a bit green. We suggested that they bring her other half down to try it out (possibly with one of her horses as well, so that they could try a little hack), so we'll see what comes of it.
Still, at least my sink works, now. And Mike knows how to fix it if it blocks up again (although he's also bought things that you stick down the plug holes to continuously release enzymes, which should help stop it from happening again).
And Esme's hiccups have stopped. |
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