My hens aren’t best pleased with this heat. Tikka (the ginger one) is soaking wet as I gave her a hopepipe shower to clean and cool her off. Anneka (the dark brown one) had a little hose down, but I couldn’t catch up with Edwina (the grey and white striped one) to clean her. Linking up to the #MySundayPhoto linky.
I hate cleaning and housework so I’ve figured out ways to cheat over the years, and here are some of my tips. Bleach spray. No need to scrub the loo or Brillo pad the kitchen sink. Just apply tons of bleach spray and go out. Walk the dog, go to work, go shopping or whatever. Just leave it an hour or more and rinse well on return. Recycling. Dear Gawd I hate washing out tins and empty jars. Just peel the label and bung them in any available space in the dishwasher. Never touch scraps of Pedigree Chum or Marmite again.
On Monday we drove up North to Cayton Bay in North Yorkshire, near Scarborough. The reason we came so far from home was my sister wanted to visit where our Grandparents lived. A place we remember for good and bad times. Upsettingly my sister let us down and hasn’t come – I won’t say much on that in case she reads this but I am disappointed. We wouldn’t have gone on a 4 hour drive except she suggested we go somewhere together. Now on to Park Resorts….. When we booked this months back we paid the deposit then a few weeks later got a very stroppy letter saying words similar to “you haven’t paid the full balance yet so your booking is cancelled and deposits lost”. We phoned the number on the letter and the phone system was a nightmare, I think on the third attempt we got through to […]
In the Julie’s Notebook household we’ve all been trying out the Rock face for men range. It was meant to be just my eldest son Dee trying out the range, but we have all been trying them out. Even Jen likes the body spray and shower gel. I will start by writing about products I have used myself, yes yes, I know I am not a man. One thing I will say first, is they all smell the same, which might seem a little dull, but it is actually brilliant – none of the products clash, they all match brilliantly. Think about of grooming products, some of the scents wouldn’t match so well like maybe white musk and chocolate or cucumber with coconut. Eeew!
Recently I tried out Footner. Its a product I had never heard of that is meant to remove hard skin from your feet. I wasn’t sure what to expect, and it is a weird looking item for sure. They are a sort of plastic trainer-sock shape, with a lining soaked in a strong smelling liquid/gel. The smell isn’t bad but it is a bit chemically.
Today Freya Woof learnt to open the back door handle. Today she did this as I was in the garden feeding our chickens. She got Fajita, and I got to them so fast. I screamed at Freya and lifted my hand (a warning not being mean), she loosened her grip, but didn’t let go. I snatched my poor hen. Freya had her only by feathers at this point, so I inadvertently plucked a few more feathers from Fajita. Both our chickens ran for the house for safety and I got Freya’s collar and walked her to her crate for “time out”. I have kept them separate until this scuffle, and Freya is never allowed in the back garden.
Yesterday the kids were bored and moaning they didn’t want to go out. They’d gone a bit stir crazy in fact and all the overly aggressive “playing” was worrying me. It was one of them days. After another time-out moment Blokey and I told them to get coats, shoes and the woofs lead. We hadn’t had lunch yet, and Blokey and I just needed to get them out of the house. We popped to a certain popular drive through to grab lunch without leaving the woof.
What is it with (some) men and toiletries? I currently have no shampoo as apparently it’s the same thing as shower gel. No, no it is not. One is designed to clean hair, one to clean skin. Skin is alive, hair is dead from the moment it leaves your scalp. It’s not the flipping same, it.is.not. And yes, it annoyed me! I would have had qualifications in this if I wasn’t skint as a late teen. I did hairdressing, don’t tell me something I *know* isn’t true. It properly winds me up…. So I saved this until Friday just to join in with Mummy Barrow’s ranty Friday, then I don’t seem like a serial complainer. Please, people, donate shampoo to me. I’ve got loads of shower gel, and zero shampoo. I’d love to fill the bath full of shampoo in a dirty clean protest. I am not washing my hair […]
We have lots of bath towels but as my eldest son, D is the size of a small adult these days there is never a big towel in the airing cupboard. And several smaller child sized towels that never get used. I’m going to make my towels bigger, oh yes I AM. I have done this in the past but back then I had a sewing machine. This could take some time. These towels are very eco, they are wombled. They were left near the washing up sinks at a campsite we were on, and staff were about to bin them. So they went in our wet laundry bag until we returned home. I hate waste, and I love reusing, reducing and recycling. They of course got a jolly hot wash, and tumble at home.
A year and a bit ago I wrote welcome Dotty. I loved my ugly, smelly, noisy, deformed little guinea pig. He was special, his personality was hard to ignore. Just over a year ago I went to a pet shop just to buy bunny food and left with Dotty. He choose us, made it clear we were his people, I insisted on taking him home, the staff had to check with management as he wasn’t officially “ready for release” to be adopted… Something like that. So I spoke to the managers and said Dotty was calling to me, he had picked me, and I was willing to love Dotty and I had a spare hutch. I wouldn’t have taken no as an answer in honesty! And I don’t even like guinea pigs. He was very different. Were were told Dotty was a girl but I figured that was wrong shortly […]
I was recently asked if I would like to review JOHNSON’s baby easy rinse foaming shampoo with Jen. I know it’s called “baby” shampoo but I’ve been using it myself too, and it smells rather nice. It comes in a little pump action bottle that makes it foam lots like the hand-soap in public loos. Jen likes it mostly because it is fun, I like it because he wants to wash his hair! Until recently he was keen on being clean, baths, showers, paddling pools or hosepipes… he was not fussy.
Well what can I say, today didn’t start off great. I struggled to sleep again last night, and I’ve never been much of a morning person anyway, but this morning I didn’t see or hear my alarms. I have various alarm clocks, all set at slightly different times. First thing I see or hear today, not the alarms, but Blokey in a bad mood demanding I wake up now. He’s one of those people that wake up and *boom* he’s wide awake. I am not like that. I go through stages almost, starting off barely awake, slow and confused, I gradually realise I’m awake, and try to fight sleep, then eventually after about 30 to 40 minutes of being dazed I wake properly and stumble to the loo and brush my teeth. From then I’m ok, awake even if I’m feeling exhausted from good or bad dreams the night before. […]