As mentioned in yesterday’s blog Mrs Leftfoot recently moved house.
The sale of her previous house went through
faster than she expected so the contents were hurriedly put into storage and
she stayed with her Daughter#1 until she could move into the new one.
As is frequently the case when a house is
emptied lots of bits that needed fixing or redecorating appeared. Thus all but the essentials have remained in
storage whilst these things are sorted out.
On Friday evening Mrs Leftfoot texted
“Hiya. Are you home and if so, don’t laugh, could I
nip round to iron a shirt? One of
Daughter#3’s. I can’t believe I’m asking
this.”
When
I’d finished laughing I answered
“Oh
yes”.
“Well
you mustn’t laugh. I’ll be about twenty
minutes.”
“Too
late. Laughed already.”
I got the iron and ironing board out of the cwtchdanstar and set it up.
When
I opened front door to Mrs Leftfoot we burst into peals of laughter which may
have startled the neighbours. After
she had ironed the single shirt, I got out some nice cups and saucers and we
had a cup of tea, a chat, more laughter and plotted future frivolities and good
deeds.
I’d left the cwtchdanstar open and, on the way past, Mrs Leftfoot looked in and stood still with astonishment. “But it’s so tidy and well organised! Everything it its place!”
(Not
like the rest of the house being implied.)
I
opened a kitchen drawer “This is organised and tidy too.”
Then
the one below it “And this one … all the teatowels ironed and…” pulling out a
red box “the first aid kit, all the plasters to hand.”
Suitably
impressed she took the shirt, still on its hanger, and left; pausing only for
further laughter and a discussion about the solar powered motion activated light illuminating the front step.
At bedtime I told Fester about her comment on the cwtchdanstar.
“Yeah. Well it is.
They’re the sort of things you need to put your hands on straight
away…gaffer tape and the like. Mind you,
you do keep hiding the soy sauce!”
He
bought a 2litre bottle of soy sauce at a street market in Newark last year,
which he uses to keep a normal sized bottle topped up.
“No
I don’t, it’s just you can never find it.”
“I
know where it is now.”
“Do
you?! … I shall have to move it.”
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