Introduction


Can each day be headlined by a word (or two) and represented by a single sentence?

Will they, in turn, weave together to form a tapestry of the year?

It may be more mundane than momentous, but it’s mine to share.

Wednesday, 13 May 2015

Liquid Gold

The unwholesome smell that had been emanating from the environs of the central heating boiler was confirmed by the repairman on Saturday as seepage from the oil pump, which he advised meant fitting a new pump next week and in the meantime shoving a drip tray under the offending part to catch the few drops escaping; unfortunately the pump responded to his poking by developing from seepage to leakage, with the drip tray needing to be emptied three times a day, each time requiring a trip down to the bottom of the garden with a suspicious looking jam jar of golden liquid to pour back into the tank – goodness knows what the neighbours thought I was up to - but needed no more as the repair was effected today.

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