Happiness is a new plank or rather an old salvaged plank that was discovered in my father in laws garage and was sitting gathering dust and cobwebs...
One plank later and Voila.. we have a new shelf to complete our indoor garden..
This was a happy diversion from the domestic hiccup that has made this week a little challenging..
The saga started on Saturday last when I had noticed that our Smeg retro fridge was making strange gurgling noises and there was a distinct chemical smell haunting the kitchen..
I mentioned this to beloved as we went off to find a Saturday newspaper.. and noted that he was not particularly fussed about the temperamental fridge..
On arriving home .. beloved tells me he has something important to tell me in a rather ominous tone of voice..
My mind races and as they a say.. my life flashes before me.. what could he possibly be about to tell me ..??
Well beloved confesses his sins... and the story goes that the previous evening in an attempt to extract some ice from the ice box with a screwdriver (!!!) he punctures the wall of the fridge and thus kills it .. good and proper!!!
Hence the funny smell and swan song from the fridge ...
SO.. no use crying over a dead fridge I thought.. and we set off on a new fridge hunt.. arriving at the domestic appliance mecca.. Curry's!
Choosing a rather grand affair big enough to house a small family AND some choc ices we chose our new deluxe appliance and went home happy with the knowledge that we only had three fridge-less days to endure before the new model arrived.
It was soon clear on arriving back at the ranch that the metal monstrosity would not fit through our narrow kitchen door.. so we beetled back to Messrs Curry's and changed our order for a more modest affair but with the novelty of a water dispenser..
Yesterday.. we waited for the new fridge to arrive with great anticipation.. having lived off sour milk and some pretty dodgy meals out, for the last few days.
Well.. the ice man cometh and he taketh away our dead fridge with much huffing and puffing up our basement kitchen stairs..
I watch with slight trepidation as the new fridge is unwrapped on the back of the lorry and it is soon evident that all is not good!..New fridge has a large dent on one side and a crushed top..
so it's off to the fridge emporium for fridge number three...
Third time lucky as they say.. new fridge arrives tomorrow.. or so we are told.
Watch this space..
This member of the family is distraught at the prospect of dried food for another day!
Wednesday, 6 August 2008
Posted by Cowboys and Custard at 8:40 pm