I spent a good part of the week that Ian’s been away moving the “fleet” around. The BMW needed its MOT and in order to get its certificate needed the tyres replacing. The Mini’s brakes did something alarming the day before Ian left last week. When the front brakes were fixed Wayne at the garage recommended we don’t leave the back brakes too long so I took it back in to fix that… and just to complete my week, dropped off the Subaru so he can see if he can find the leak in the washer water as now you may as well save yourself the effort of opening the bonnet and just pour the screenwash directly on the ground.
In the course of all these garage visits and because Wayne’s been unable to find the letterbox for dropping keys and bills, we got to talking about the house. Apparently he used to come up here as a kid to swim. I told him the girls love the pool but it’s probably not quite what it was, that it has a leak.
He wasn’t at all surprised: he’d heard Norman had had a little difficulty when a tree started growing through the floor of the pool. I guess that could cause some movement.
I love that we’re still picking up little gems about the house.
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