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I seem to end up doing these on a regular basis!  First things first, our boiler is fixed - well done British Gas!  Heat and hot water was finally restored on Friday afternoon; I promptly put the heating on and proceeded to boil myself in the shower for 20 minutes.  Now it’s all fixed, it’s made us realise how bad it had got.  It’s nice to have a hot shower, with the water at full pressure, not the lukewarm trickle we’d become accustomed to.  It’s nice to get up in the morning to a warm house, not spending 10 minutes shivering whilst resetting the boiler 4 times to get the heating to come on as if the radiators weren’t warm the water wouldn’t heat up!

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Our boiler went tits-up this week.  It’s been creaking along for months and we’ve been putting off getting it seen to as once we’d reset it a few times we’d get warm radiators and warm-ish water.  I was spurred into calling out a plumber to look at it after working a set of day shifts last wee; it’s no fun getting up at 05:30 to a freezing cold house and having to mess with the boiler for 10 minutes to get a dribble of warm water out of the shower.  The plumber (recommended by a friend) turned up on Monday evening and when we described the problems we’re been having seemed to have a good idea what was wrong - something about the pressure in the expansion vessel.  I left him and hubby to talk manly stuff as my eyes started to glaze over.  I heard him leave an hour or so later and went to get an update.

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I hope I get this right, I’ve had rather a lot of wine and some painkillers!  I was tagged by Bea and these are the rules :

1. Post a short blog article that includes a photograph (or a series of photos) showing the face behind your blog. If you already show a photo somewhere on your site, then make your post more interesting by choosing a photo that’s not currently online.

2. Include links to other people who have displayed a photo.

I will put people here that have followed me to keep the chain going… so make sure to let me know so I can put your links here.

3. Link back to the original post.

4. Tag as many others as you like.

Hmm, who shall I tag?  Lee and Elle

Did I do it right or did I miss something?

Here is a very snoozy Oscar who joined David on our bed.  David had a small op on his foot last week so has been making the most of the instruction to stay off his foot and keep it elevated!  This is the same David who isn’t a “cat person”!

A friend of Scaryduck’s is walking 1,000 miles through Europe to raise money for the Blue Dragon Children’s Foundation in Vietnam.  If you have a few spare dollars/pounds/euros go here to donate. 

The kittens are settling down nicely after a bit of a shaky start.  Separating them when we’re not around seems to have given Lev the space to get used to Oscar without Oscar being in his face all the time.  I was watching them play this afternoon and the difference was very striking.  Lev is much gentler than he was; he still swats Oscar and knocks him over but his claws are not out and he doesn’t go for his throat or do the kicking thing.  Instead he hold him down and gently gnaws on whichever of Oscar’s paws is waving around near his mouth at the time.  Oscar doesn’t object to this at all :) They spent 10 minutes chasing each other up and down the landing.  Oscar would hurtle past the door in hot pursuit of Lev; moments later they’d hurtle back the other way, this time Lev chasing Oscar.  It was like watching an old silent film.

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I went to pick up our new kitten today, Koolblue Sable Orsino, aka Oscar.  He’s such a little sweetie!  He’s very laid back but much bolder that Lev was.  I expected some hissing and spitting when I introduced them, and for Lev to be bossing the newcomer about.  Instead Lev is frightened to death of Oscar and it’s Oscar doing the hissing!  No hiding under the table for Oscar, unlike Lev who had to be dragged out when he arrived.  Oh no - Oscar is marching around, exploring like he owns the place.  Lev is following from a safe distance with a “what the hell is that?!” kind of look in his face.  He’s drawn by a horrid fascination to investigate but when he gets too close Oscar hisses at him and Lev runs away and hides for a few minutes before his curiosity gets the better of him again.

I showed Oscar where the food and water was.  He took one look at the dried food and sat down, looking up at me expectantly.  Lorraine, the breeder, has given me lots of bits and pieces which includes samples of different kinds of food.  I opened one of the little tins and put half down in a dish for Oscar who promptly tucked in and scoffed the lot.  Lev watched from afar, too afraid to come and investigate the wonderful smell of salmon!  When Oscar moved off Lev moved in and licked the bowl.  I wonder how long it will take Lev to smack Oscar on the nose and put the newcomer in his place?

I liked ExpressionEngine so much I decided to convert my other site to it as well.  It’s going to take me a lot longer to sort out than this site did.  For now it has the same template as this one but hopefully, when I’m done, it won’t resemble this site at all.  The biggest hassle is re-doing all my photos.  EE has it’s own Gallery module so I’m going with that; unfortunately that means starting again from scratch and re-entering every single photo - and there are hundreds of them.  I still have several hundred on my hard drive that I never uploaded in the first place, I hope to add them too.

Once I have all the data in place I will start working on the design but I couldn’t resist making a start on the Splash Page; this what it will look like.

So I’ve been blog-hopping this morning and ended up at Shapely Prose which has really set me thinking.  Some people are fat.  Some people will be fat no matter what they eat and how much they exercise; fat does not equal unhealthy or unlovely.  Some people are fat because they do not know how to eat sensibly, others because they cannot afford to eat sensibly.  How does one address these issues, especially the former, without judging, or appearing to judge, all people who are fat?

I believe that anyone who is fat should feel comfortable in their own skin, that society needs to change its attitude to appearance (and not just weight) but on the other hand there are people who are fat because their parents stuffed them full of either the wrong food or too much food and who never learned to eat properly.  Should they/we accept that?  When someone has health issues because they are fat, there arteries are furring up, what is the issue?  Is it that they are fat?  They eat too much or too much of the wrong thing?  Maybe it would be easier to address these issues if “being fat” wasn’t itself so wrapped up in judgements and attitudes and pre-conceived ideas/assumptions about fat people.

I’m thinking out loud here and think I’m starting to answer my own question.  It’s early I need more coffee and a bacon and egg butty!

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