I’m on a 100 day activity streak, but there were no fireworks or streamers, so it is pretty much like Day 99, or probably Day 101. To be honest, next month will mark the 12th anniversary of my time here and 100 days isn’t really worth getting worked up about. However, it does give me something to write about.
The office light turned into an even bigger nuisance when we found the bathroom light had also given up (it has been flickering intermittently for a while). However, when we found the bedroom light had gone it all became plain. Modern houses use circuit breakers instead of fuses and these can function when a bulb blows. many of them, for some reason have been fitted in garages, instead of being easily accessible in the house. It turned out that all the lights were working once we reset the circuit breaker. It must have disliked the way I switched the light on.
This, it seems, is an “improvement” on old-fashioned fuses which only blew when there was a fault.
The pen repair I performed, doesn’t seem to have worked. I now have inky fingers again.
However, my phone is now working better. I took out the SIM card and wiped it down. Had to use a safety pin to extract it as I can’t remember what I did with the extractor tool and wiped with a tissue instead of an eraser as I couldn’t find one. Phone now seems to be working and I booked an MOT slot.
Meanwhile, I had an editor email to accept two poems, and a second to accept another. I’m ending the day with a smile, though I’m expecting to find a disaster lurking round the corner. That’s not pessimism talking, in case you are wondering, it’s experience.
One thing that has been driven home to me is that without a landline (they are being phased out in favour of a new and improved system) and without a decent mobile signal, it is hard to function in these modern times.
Pictures are just a selection from the week.
I am a fan of the circuit breaker as you can see at a glance which fuse has gone whereas in the good old days, you had to take out lots of fuses before you found the one where the wire had melted, and then you had to remember where you kept your spare fuse wire, if indeed you had any.
Congratulations on the acceptances even if it has spoiled the pleasure of being gloomy.
They may be easier to use but in my experience they go off much more often and as ours are in the garage, and tend to go at night, it is far less convenient. I looked into the cost of moving the board but I have no intention of helping an electrician run a Jag and eat caviar.
I remember the old fuse boxes and having to change the bit of wire in the blocks when they blew. A fireman friend told me years ago when they investigated one house fire the bloke had put a two inch nail in one because it kept blowing 😂
Solver foil also worked well. One of the farms I worked on always had some foil for quick electrical fixes. 🙂
When I struggle to fix something and somehow manage it. Jackie says “Write it down”. I never do, because I think I’ll remember. I never do.
My computer use is like that – if I don’t do something regularly it soon fades. I used to pride myself on my memory, so this is hard to come to terms with.