Gah! Stop me somebody....
Jun. 11th, 2007 02:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gothams3rdrobinMondays are either very productive or very un-productive days for me. I have time to myself to do whatever I need, and there's not usually any urgency to return home as soon as I've dropped Rowan off at school.
Today, however, is proving to be a rather unproductive day because I'm not in an especially good mood. And I'm blaming the council for it. So I've been messing around on the internet all day, and I just ordered myself some (inexpensive) DVDs from Amazon Marketplace *winces*
The reason I'm in a bad mood is because the lock on my front door has started to play up. It's a hell of a job to get the key to fit, and my neighbour snapped my spare when she was trying to let the workmen in for me last week. Being a council tenant, most repairs are carried out for me but it would appear that locks are entirely my responsibility *grumbles* This means I have to either get a locksmith out (and I had to do that last winter when I locked myself out, so it's probably shoddy workmanship I'm dealing with now!) or try and fit a new lock myself. Which I'm really not confident about.
But hey! My new bed's being delivered on friday! *relief*
Rowan's currently in deep, deep trouble as he decided to climb out of his bedroom window around nine pm on Saturday. I had no idea till the neighbours two floors up (who are the troublemakers on the block) came to let me know they'd just helped him back into his room. *facepalms* Naturally he denied it at first, but after a short interrogation he admitted what he'd done. When I told my parents the next day his excuse was "I was bored waiting."
I've got fourteen more years of this, at least.
So as you can imagine, Rowan's now grounded for a week. And Mam's cancelled her plans to drag us both down to South Devon on Saturday to visit Trago Mills again, as she wants to get some pieces she's missing from her dinner service. To be honest, that's a relief as, while I don't object to the trip, that's the night Utopia airs. I really didn't want to have to tape it to watch later when I'm knackered.
CAPTAIN JACK! *squees*
...what?
We trawled through Cardiff city centre yesterday afternoon (not making eye contact with the brass statues, kthxbye!) looking for the DVD of the He-Man/She-Ra movie 'Secret of the Sword'. I spotted it last week when we were in the Swansea Borders store (first time I'd ever been to one - and I live in the capital. Something's wrong there), but since I was already buying a copy of Roald Dahl's 'Charlie And The Chocolate Factory' (compulsory reading for every child, especially those who live in Cardiff), I figured I couldn't afford it just then. So I picked it up yesterday, and we watched it before putting Rowan to bed; he loved it, and we couldn't resist sniggering at the crackiness of it. I thoroughly enjoyed seeing it again after - Iesu - twenty-two years!
Still, time to go get the boy again. He's gonna be in a stinking mood once he gets home, since there'll be no TV and he'll have to clean his room. Wish me luck!
Today, however, is proving to be a rather unproductive day because I'm not in an especially good mood. And I'm blaming the council for it. So I've been messing around on the internet all day, and I just ordered myself some (inexpensive) DVDs from Amazon Marketplace *winces*
The reason I'm in a bad mood is because the lock on my front door has started to play up. It's a hell of a job to get the key to fit, and my neighbour snapped my spare when she was trying to let the workmen in for me last week. Being a council tenant, most repairs are carried out for me but it would appear that locks are entirely my responsibility *grumbles* This means I have to either get a locksmith out (and I had to do that last winter when I locked myself out, so it's probably shoddy workmanship I'm dealing with now!) or try and fit a new lock myself. Which I'm really not confident about.
But hey! My new bed's being delivered on friday! *relief*
Rowan's currently in deep, deep trouble as he decided to climb out of his bedroom window around nine pm on Saturday. I had no idea till the neighbours two floors up (who are the troublemakers on the block) came to let me know they'd just helped him back into his room. *facepalms* Naturally he denied it at first, but after a short interrogation he admitted what he'd done. When I told my parents the next day his excuse was "I was bored waiting."
I've got fourteen more years of this, at least.
So as you can imagine, Rowan's now grounded for a week. And Mam's cancelled her plans to drag us both down to South Devon on Saturday to visit Trago Mills again, as she wants to get some pieces she's missing from her dinner service. To be honest, that's a relief as, while I don't object to the trip, that's the night Utopia airs. I really didn't want to have to tape it to watch later when I'm knackered.
CAPTAIN JACK! *squees*
...what?
We trawled through Cardiff city centre yesterday afternoon (not making eye contact with the brass statues, kthxbye!) looking for the DVD of the He-Man/She-Ra movie 'Secret of the Sword'. I spotted it last week when we were in the Swansea Borders store (first time I'd ever been to one - and I live in the capital. Something's wrong there), but since I was already buying a copy of Roald Dahl's 'Charlie And The Chocolate Factory' (compulsory reading for every child, especially those who live in Cardiff), I figured I couldn't afford it just then. So I picked it up yesterday, and we watched it before putting Rowan to bed; he loved it, and we couldn't resist sniggering at the crackiness of it. I thoroughly enjoyed seeing it again after - Iesu - twenty-two years!
Still, time to go get the boy again. He's gonna be in a stinking mood once he gets home, since there'll be no TV and he'll have to clean his room. Wish me luck!
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Date: 2007-06-11 02:44 pm (UTC)DON'T BLINK!
Were you not listening to the Doctor? Iesu, you could have been time-travelled at any point.
Bad girl. No biscuit.
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Date: 2007-06-11 03:11 pm (UTC)It's worked for the last four or five years those statues have been there. Think time's running out?
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Date: 2007-06-11 03:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-11 03:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-11 03:14 pm (UTC)eep! crawled out of his window at 9 PM? he's about five or so, right? little dare-devil. I predict many gray hairs in your future.
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Date: 2007-06-11 03:24 pm (UTC)Grey hairs are guaranteed - he's ginger and I'm a bull-headed Taurean ;-)
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Date: 2007-06-11 03:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-11 04:12 pm (UTC)I know of few kids stupid enough to jump out a window from first floor or higher - there was a study once that proved babies have sufficient depth perception that they weren't prepared to cross an empty space covered by a glass platform 'cause, not understanding glass, they thought they'd fall.
I'd lock Rowan's window, but I don't want to take away a possible means of escape should anything happen.
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Date: 2007-06-12 11:36 am (UTC)No if you strapped him solid objects like I suggested, you wouldn't have this problem. :-)
With your lock, all you would need to do is change the barell, but I think you would need help to do that.
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Date: 2007-06-12 11:47 am (UTC)Or ya could leave the window open but attach that electric fencing that stops live stock getting out, it's about 5 volts or so, getting zapped a few times should convince him to stay in bed!!!!
Bwahhahaaa!!!!! (I is Evil!!!)
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Date: 2007-06-12 07:13 pm (UTC)Trust me, the bed harness idea is getting tempting - I like the idea of the fencing though! ;-)
The locksmith who changed my locks in the winter just replaced the barrel...I personally think the new lock's rubbish, hence the problem I'm now having. I have to let myself in through the patio door, till I can sort it - at least I can be grateful I have that option. I'm the only one in the block who does.