I had two new experiences yesterday, including breaking a hot water bottle. I was using it to heat my hand, and, as it wasn’t full, bent it round my hand to warm both sides. I noticed that there was a drop of water on it when I looked ten minutes later. This seemed strange, as I had been careful filling it and it was hot so any drops should have dried.
Further examination showed that if I manipulated the bottle to apply pressure, there were six places that released about a teardrop of water. It’s not a disaster at the moment, because it doesn’t leak under normal conditions. On the other hand, I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep knowing that it might leak. Fortunately I am only using it while I am awake and out of bed.
It’s probably a good time to buy a hot water bottle as demand in summer, even a UK summer, is likely to be low. I must seek a bargain.
It’s tempting to paint the face of a saint on the old one and try to establish myself as a site of pilgrimage as people queue to see the tears of St Kyneburgha. I know what you are all asking Saint who? She is, I admit, not the best known saint, but I grew up in the area and often walked by the church. Saints and pilgrimage have always been a cut-throat business, and all the well-known ones were snapped up years ago. The advantage to this is that my painting doesn’t have to be very good.
Even so, I’m fairly sure that the souvenir sales and cream teas should make enough to see me right as I subside into old age and it is at least as respectable as running a fake business college.
I might even end up building an airport.
Can’t believe you broke the hot water bottle
There is nothing I cannot break, given time, and if you give me a screwdriver I don’t even need time . . .
You are a fount of good ideas at the moment. have you been in touch with a Mr Rees Mogg who is looking for help?
I’m torn on the Rees Mogg question. I love a good eccentric and I’m generally old-fashioned in outlook, yet I can’t help thinking that his generally smug facial expression is one I would never tire of hitting.
I’m also unsure about the wisdom of having a multi-millionaire merchant banker telling people they will soon be out of a job . . .
It may be hard to distinguish between a genuine eccentric and an utter arse. I regard him as a construct rather than a human being.
I started firmly in the eccentric camp but have listened and watched and now completely agree with your view.
People are so gullible
A fact that is at the base of so much of the world’s history . . .
A little RTV compound or aquarium sealer should take care of the leaks. 🙂
I’m still not sure I’d be able to sleep with confidence . . . 🙂
Not disputing the quality of your advice, just that I’m a worrier.