I think that Peter has his toilets all fixed up now.

 

So I can now get back to blogging about other things. It appears that, up north (way up north) you can't sell a house without replacing all the toilets. 

It has been a busy week. It took two full on days to move my daughter and her flatmate into their new abode. The next day was tip day and clean out the shed day.

Then yesterday I spent nine hours looking after my best mate Harrison. It was pissing down, so we had no choice but to stay home (well, in my son's place) all day. We watched The Wiggles and various other popular children's shows.

Everyone on The Wiggles grins all the time. From time to time it would be quite nice to see a pissed off Wiggle. But, no, it's not to be.

I need to get some serious violin and double bass practice done today. I have a bit of catching up to do. 

Well, I guess I'd better get on with it. It looks like Christmas day will be wet here. "No big deal." as the card player with tiny cards said. Though, it would be nice for Harrison to get outside - that would make life safer for my double bass too. 

That's it.

Bye.