Friday 24 February 2012

And there was light


We've moved house twice since setting up camp in Yorkshire in 2003 and, both times, problems with our new abode quickly emerged.

It took a whole five minutes for the bathroom pipes in our last house to leak through the roof onto our kitchen floor. So that was good. 

However, the problems in our new house have been more of the slow burner variety and have emerged over the course of time.  Ill-fitted windows, damp, wonky radiators and a knackered garage door have all eventually come to light. 

However, the electric wiring has caused greatest concern. Some mains sockets are temperamental, as are one or two light fittings.  And we will have to sort them out.

But the only terminal issue seemed to be the kitchen spotlights. I blew the first bulb in the middle of last summer, bought a replacement, screwed it in and, hey presto - it didn't work.

"Ah," said me to she, "it's knackered.  We'll have to get a man in."

That was seven months ago.  But then, on Monday night, another of the three lights went, reducing us to one.  So, I got another replacement bulb out, screwed it in and - nothing.

It was at this point that I had an idea, and went to Morrisons.

Did you know you that spotlights come in different sizes?  I didn't.


On an entirely different and sadly more serious matter, a quick mention for my local MP, friend and Guiseley neighbour Stuart Andrew who, as you may have heard/read, was the victim of an horrendous assault in Parliament's Strangers' Bar on Wednesday evening.

There are some not very nice people in politics, but Stuart is most definitely one of the good guys.  Let's hope he's back to his best soon, and that he gets the sort of justice that he and his fellow victims of this appalling incident deserve.