Janet taps on the door, slowly opens it, shuffles in and mutters 'Good morning all'. She has suddenly discovered that she has an hour on her hands as her daughter has decided to take a later train back to University this morning and Janet was all geared up to leave at 9 am for the 10 o'clock choochoo. Janet was wondering if her friends would be interested in the new skill she acquired yesterday.......that of sweeping chimneys! When she had attempted to contact the man who usually took care of that sort of thing, she discovered that he had apparently left the area (if not the planet) and she was in a right two and eight for a while trying to find a chimney sweep who did not have to travel 25 miles for 20 minutes work whilst charging an arm and at least half a leg for making a mess in her living room. Then the solution dawned and a good friend of Janet's was able to introduce her to another friend who owns a set of chimney brushes. The brushes were collected and, armed with the direst of warnings to ALWAYS TURN THE BRUSHES CLOCKWISE and NEVER TURN THEM ANTICLOCKWISE (that would be widdershins wouldn't it? Widdershins is BAD
but only because the brush gets confused if it's turned back on itself and gets stuck
) she trotted off home to do the deed! It was a doddle and Janet now wonders if this could be a little sideline if she could find her own set of brushes. Apparently it's not done nowadays to keep a small child and send it up the chimney to release blockages
Janet also wonders if the nice people who loaned her the brushes like their cakes fruity or chocky
Goldfish shoals nibbling at my toes. Fun, fun, fun, in the sun, sun, sun!