By teatime today, Lois and I feel exhausted again. We had to struggle out of our bed by 7:30 am because the Borough Council Pest Control Department told us that their "mouse inspector" could arrive here at any time between 8:30 am and 1 pm.
a typical "mouse inspector" from the Borough Council
Pest Control Department
We are ready for him by 8:30 am but he doesn't come till 10:30 am as it turns out, and he stays for about 45 minutes.
We hadn't been sure whether we should postpone his visit because "our mouse" hasn't put in an appearance for several days, the little bastard!!!
But I'm glad we didn't postpone his visit, as it turns out. We are impressed by how thorough he is, leaving lethal bait in little traps in the larder, kitchen and living-room, and checking round the outside of the house and garage to look for holes that the mouse or mice might have used to get inside the house.
He tells us that when he comes back for his second visit next week, as well as checking the traps, he's going to be stopping those holes up. The house was built around 1930, so it isn't air-tight to put it mildly. My god!!!
He also tells us that the so-called plug-in electric ultrasonic "mouse repellents" don't do any good, although he admits that they make householders feel better, thinking that they're "hitting back at the mice where it hurts them most - i.e. in their ears".
All a waste of money, he says, which is nice to know! Luckily we only bought six - damn !!!!!
ultrasonic mouse repellents - safe for humans and pets,
but also safe for mice, as we hear today. Damn !!!!!!
14:30 We're pretty tired but we have to have a busy afternoon as well. Lois and I run the local U3A Danish group, the only one in the UK. And it's our fortnightly meeting this afternoon. Damn (again) !!!
16:00 At last a chance to relax - we collapse on to the sofa and eat all the biscuits that my new-found cousin David and his wife Zanne brought us on Tuesday, chocolate ones and all. We make complete pigs of ourselves.
Still, as long as we're both as fat as each other we don't really mind - it's when one of us is fat and the other isn't that dissatisfaction grows as much as the tummies do haha!
20:00 We watch the first programme in the new series of "Amazing Hotels: Life Beyond the Lobby", where chef Monica Galetti and food writer Giles Coren visit unusual hotels and try their hand at working some of the jobs the hotel staff have to do. Tonight they're in the wilds of Iceland.
I realise, watching this programme, that I, like presenter Giles Coren, am not much of an "all-weather, outdoors action man", to put it mildly. When I think of hotels,
especially if they're described as "amazing", my mind goes first of all to having a big, comfortable bed, a warm comfortable bathroom and shower, and a warm, comfortable, cosy bar and restaurant. Oh dear!
I'm not one for scrambling over erupting volcanoes or making my way through the insides of a shrinking glacier. I wonder why? Faulty genes perhaps? I don't think it's just old age [Are you sure about that? haha! - Ed],
The guests at this hotel, however, are all up and gone by the time presenters Giles and Monica roll out of bed. Those plucky guests are all already miles away, far out of sight, trekking and hiking hither and thither.
What madness !!!!!!
Do you fancy scrambling over mountain tops towards streams of molten lava...
..or fighting your way through the drilled-out insides of a shrinking glacier, while
defending yourself against charges of carbon-non-neutrality? Brrrr !!!!!
22:00 No, we go to bed, where it's warm - zzzzzz!!!!!
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