Here is a shot of the very small teapot I wrote about in my last blog...
Still waiting on the driveway work to start again... very dreary... In the meantime we've had a few dramas. Last week little R. (18 months old) took a running jump (literally) off the trampoline and fractured her wrist. She now has to put up with a full cast on her left arm and sling which she keeps sucking. She has already figured out that the cast has weight to it and has used it as a battering ram twice so far!
Mum woke up last Saturday and couldn't move because of acute back pain. A combination of lifting toddlers and worry about A. who is leaving home and going overseas I think. I went over and gave her a back rub and that helped a bit. The doctor prescribed panadeine forte and voltarin and more massages. Luckily she has a friend who is a professional masseuse!
On Sunday L. and I went to a friend's place in East Kurrajong - 17 acres or so of virgin bushland. They live in a fantastic converted shed, keep chickens and are beginning to plant an orchard. It was great to see the kids running around and enjoying the space and eachother. It ended up being a family reunion of sorts - three generations milling about - most of whom camped overnight - maybe next time we'll join them!
Yesterday I was on my way to the dentist for a checkup when I noticed the petrol light flashing. Our car is a hybrid electric/petrol Prius and there is a long time in between fuel stops. I decided to take a risk and keep going. Then the emergency petrol light came on - whoops! I managed to get the car close to a petrol station before it totally conked out. Then I had to figure out how to put the emergency lights on. I told the guy in the petrol station that I had never used a petrol can before. He sold me the can - and forgot to tell me that it had a pull-out spout. Puddles of petrol spilled down the side of the car and onto the ground. I went back and bought a funnel. More puddles on the ground. Someone walking past pointed the puddles out to me. (Thanks for that) I finally managed to get enough petrol into the car to drive into the petrol station. Then I filled up properly. Stinking of petrol - I trudged back into the petrol station shop and told the guy about all the spilled petrol. Maybe you didn't push the funnel in far enough - he tells me after the fact! I rang to cancel the dentist appointment. As soon as I got back home I got into the shower, then put my clothes in to soak and washed the car. My hands still smelt of petrol! P. told me I smelt like a mechanic - very ironic. I got out my nutrimetics hand scrub and balm and I have to say it works like a dream - no more petrol smell!