I just spent the last half hour clearing out my hoover. I put it on and the suction was awful, barely even able to pick up the most basic dust on the floor. So I took it to the bin and went to empty the bit where all the debris collects and found it almost empty already. So I got the thing in the middle and bashed it a lot to remove the fine dust. There wasn’t much there either so I went back. No better in terms of suction. Then I took off the head bit and had just the open tube sucking and it was very good. So it was the head/long arm bit. Unscrewed the head to reveal a mass of fuzz and dust but that wasn’t in the suction hole. Then I stuck my finger into the suction bit and found a barrier of solid fuzz! It was completely blocked at the bit where the head meets the tube. So i had to thrash it about up and down until some started to move and fish it out with my little finger. EVENTUALLY I got it all out and it was immense! Once again my hoover really sucks :D
So this is how I spent the morning before the wedding; a wifely chore.
and I don’t mean the wedding (though it is).
Just got a wee job upgrade… now going to be a tutor and mentor too at work ;)
(for the trumpet solo)
c# e c# e e f# c# e
b c# e
f# a f# a a b f# a
e f# e
e c# e e f# c# e
b c# b
(for the STYLOPHONE solo ;))
Tune to keyboard (i.e. 3=c)
3.5, 5, 3.5, 5, 5, 6.5, 3.5, 5
2, 3.5, 5
6.5, 8, 6.5, 8, 8, 9, 6.5, 8
5, 6.5, 5
5, 3.5, 5, 5, 6.5, 3.5, 5
2, 3.5, 2
I am wearing my wedding shoes in pyjamas
yerr :) there’s too many artsy tumblrers and not enough imaturity these days! hows uni going, you a lawyer yet?
I defy anyone to watch that dvd and not have the same thought.
My Name’s Rick Danko but they call me one hour photo; my name’s robbie robertson but they call me robo.
Planning a wedding means that anything non-wedding that is mildly bothersome becomes a giant ball of stress about to hit the earth which is my brain. Time to melt it away with chicken soup making and the band.
I had my eyes closed in the dark
I sighed a million sighs
I told a million lies..to myself
That light I never knowed
An’ it ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe
I’m on the dark side of the road
Still I wish there was somethin’ you would do or say
To try and make me change my mind and stay
We never did too much talkin’ anyway
So don’t think twice, it’s all right