So Needless to Say, At Odds and Ends...

Tooli's new flat is a bit of a trauma.

I told you a couple of weeks ago about the "intruder"; well the week after that, they lost the electricity. Pitch black. No heating. Candles a plenty. 30 hours, showers at a friend around the corner, torches to bed, electrician who got taken to hospital half way through repair, and then they had power back.

Boiler collapsed a couple of days later, and then electric blew again, so Plumber couldn't check boiler was working,which it wasn't, and he had to come back next day, after the electrician had been back and check it.

Then this week the other L made popcorn at 1.30 am in the morning, and set off the fire alarm, which they couldn't switch off, and ended up with the fire brigade turning up lights flashing, horns blaring... :-)

And then the next night- water started pouring through the light bulb in L's room, all over her bed... and then through the cupboard in K's room, all over her clothes. Tooli was drunk as a fert in a trance, and although L was happy to share her bed to start with, apparently she was very noisy sleeper.

All that aside, I think they are having a good time... if they weren't my Toolibelle would have been home to me and, of course, her dad's cooking, but this term.... she hasn't been home since she left.

This week - she was out at an "Initiation" party. Her dad and I sat looking at a picture and pondered. I asked her,"what are those shapes stuck to the fronto of your t-shirt?"

"Its my bra... we all had holes cut ..."

Isn't being young great fun!