Last year Susanjanejones started it all by doing a monthly giggle blog. Then Lynne Hackles joined in (Lynne also has a book out, Racing Start, read more about it here). What a great idea, I thought, but I could never think of anything to giggle about.
Last night we found Madam Fizz in the laundry room.
“Why are you in the sink?” I asked.
“Duh! Because I am,” she replied with a sulky teenage look.
“But you must have a reason,” I said.
“Watch and learn, Mother,” she said. “Watch and learn.”
A little while later my son came downstairs and said he could smell burning coming from the kitchen.
We checked it out and found a puddle on the worktop underneath the boiler and a strong smell of burning coming from the electric sockets – which were fizzing and spitting!
While the men rushed round turning off electric circuits and mopping up water and poking around the boiler trying to find the leak (one brandishing a chair in case he needed to shove the other away from the sockets in case of electric shock - all highly technical you understand and please do NOT try that at home), I deduced that it was rainwater being driven in the flue by the fierce wind.
My suggestion was met with doubtful looks.
However, since the rain cleared up, the water has stopped pouring down the wall… just saying.
Harley prefers books to sinks.
And when they’re not chasing each other up and down and round and round, the ladies do love each other really.