All That Jazz

I know these weblogs, bulk emails, and general accounts of people's everyday lives can sometimes be, for want of a better expression, piss boring. So in the interests of keeping you, the dedicated fan, awake, I've decided to air some of our dirty laundry, as it were.

That got your attention, didn't it - stickybeaks!

So, this our toilet.





















It has been a point of contention lately because it gets blocked so easily. And when it gets blocked, it overflows! And you know who always has to put his hand down amongst it to unclog the darn thing, don't you! Yuck!

Yes, although we love our little flat it has had its moments over the last three months: damp on the walls, heating problems, three months with no vacuum cleaner (the landlord said he'd have it for us in the first week), and now a shower whose temperature options have been reduced to either scolding or freezing.

Leisa thinks I whinge too much about the shower, and all showers in general. But nevertheless, it has to be said, the showers over here are abysmal. No pressure at all. You really do have to run around in them to get wet.

But it's not all bad. Seriously.

I have fixed up the link to the photos of Rob's wedding now. So scroll down to the link at the bottom of Visitors Galore and check them out.

And, how about a comment before you go.