The Uncle, the 90 year old one who broke his arm going too damned fast on his mob scooter, has now torn the cartilege in his knee. Poor old blighter's really hirpling now.
Anyway, he phoned me this morning and asked if I wasn't busy could I give him a lift to Hamilton. Fine, sent Son2 to bring me the car round, while I cleaned up and changed 'cos I was filthy having been in the garden for a couple of hours.
Back comes Son2, "You're right, the car 'is' making a funny noise."
Off to pick up the Uncle, and in the short distance I too hear the noise again, and it's more persistant. Tell the Uncle the trip's not happening, give me his list and we'll get the stuff in for him and go back home. Go and pester the Auntie's stepson who lives at the end of the next block and ask him to have a listen too (he's an ex RAC man) Yup, he thinks the wheel bearing's away
So, the car needs fixed.
The roof leaked last week, and is to be repaired this weekend. The inner membrane has degraded enough that it's full of wee holes at the bottom edge. It leaked through the top of the back bedroom window frame and soaked the wooden windowsill. It needs the tiles lifted and plastic supports fitted, the window is drying out well, but the window sill will need the varnish stripped off, re-sanded and re-varnished.
I found a leak in the kitchen this morning where the cold water pipe to the kitchen sink has been dripping behind the built in cupboards long enough that the cupboards, the wall, the floor and the kickboards are saturated. The leak's fixed, but the cupboards are all opened out, doors and kickboards off, everything out and bagged and stacked around the kitchen, and fans running to dry everything out thoroughly. It'll need repainting, the tiles put back and if we're lucky the units won't warp....maybe.
Then Son2 obligingly finishes cutting the grass that the Uncle's phone call interupted.....just nearly done when he says, "I can smell burning." :yikes: The motor's burned out
I don't think I was intended to get to the Moot this year.
"Lucky white heather",
Aye, right.
Mary
Anyway, he phoned me this morning and asked if I wasn't busy could I give him a lift to Hamilton. Fine, sent Son2 to bring me the car round, while I cleaned up and changed 'cos I was filthy having been in the garden for a couple of hours.
Back comes Son2, "You're right, the car 'is' making a funny noise."
Off to pick up the Uncle, and in the short distance I too hear the noise again, and it's more persistant. Tell the Uncle the trip's not happening, give me his list and we'll get the stuff in for him and go back home. Go and pester the Auntie's stepson who lives at the end of the next block and ask him to have a listen too (he's an ex RAC man) Yup, he thinks the wheel bearing's away
So, the car needs fixed.
The roof leaked last week, and is to be repaired this weekend. The inner membrane has degraded enough that it's full of wee holes at the bottom edge. It leaked through the top of the back bedroom window frame and soaked the wooden windowsill. It needs the tiles lifted and plastic supports fitted, the window is drying out well, but the window sill will need the varnish stripped off, re-sanded and re-varnished.
I found a leak in the kitchen this morning where the cold water pipe to the kitchen sink has been dripping behind the built in cupboards long enough that the cupboards, the wall, the floor and the kickboards are saturated. The leak's fixed, but the cupboards are all opened out, doors and kickboards off, everything out and bagged and stacked around the kitchen, and fans running to dry everything out thoroughly. It'll need repainting, the tiles put back and if we're lucky the units won't warp....maybe.
Then Son2 obligingly finishes cutting the grass that the Uncle's phone call interupted.....just nearly done when he says, "I can smell burning."
:yikes: The motor's burned out I don't think I was intended to get to the Moot this year.
"Lucky white heather",
Aye, right.
Mary
