There’s a hole in my Alfa, dear Liza, a hole.
Two holes if you want to be more accurate.
A black one if you want to be facetious.
There’s a hole in my bathroom, dear Liza, a hole.
There is now anyway. Luckily.
Until this evening it was so blocked up that there wasn’t much hole left at all.
It was quite gross and horrendously smelly.
I cleaned and unblocked it though, so it’s all good, and the vinegar worked its magic on the smell. I can hopefully bath in peace now, without flooding the whole room.
There are holes in my walls, dear Liza, there’s holes.
I finally borrowed a hammer and started putting pictures up today. It’s amazing how much more lived in a place looks when there are pictures.
Today was a strange day.
4 thoughts on “On holes”
Holes unblocked sound good, and holes for pictures sound even better, or as good as anyway.
🙂 indeed 🙂
Wow, what a difference a clean hole makes. Fantastic work in the bathroom. Sorry to hear about the car – that sucks (just like a black hole!). Holes for pictures are good.
Yes.. very glad about the pictures and the lack of flooding.. it’s still hard to balance the good and bad sometimes..