Tag: home maintenance

The Flies are re-grouping

It’s warm.

Really fecking warm.

The kind of warm that when you take your t-shirt off, you get that really uncomfortable heat surrounding your head as you take the t-shirt off over your head.

It’s also the kind of warmth that throws up the signs outside of every open window — “Flies, inside this way”.

I managed to destroy the previous wave with one of those electrified tennis rackets that shock and kill the flies.

Then the weather cooled.

But now the heat has returned. And with it, the second battalion of airborne pests.

So now I wander the halls* of my home like Negan, looking for fly skulls to bash in.

So if you hear the sound of electric shocks and/or cupboards being hit with cheap plastic, don’t worry. It’s just me working the perimeter.

Enjoy the weather.

*header image generated with Gemini AI

The Tsunami in the fridge

This morning I opened the fridge door to be greeted by a slight splash of water.

Okay — not quite a tsunami — but that’s clickbait for you.

Underneath the veg drawer of our modest 500mm wide fridge freezer lies a small pool of water in the recesses of its base.

First thought of course is “Ah great. Amazing. The fridge is buggered. One of the stalwarts of the modern home… packed in.”

But no.

The fridge is fine.

Upon lifting the vegetable drawer out I notice a block of ice on the back edge of the fridge base.

What I’m assuming is that the temperature drops to freezing to create this block over time, then as the fridge goes through some kind of cycle where it’s not quite freezing, it melts a bit.

I should do something about the temperature but I’m yet to find the dial.

If I should find it surely I should fix the issue with a simple nudge in the direction of non-freezing.

If I was loaded I could trash the old fridge and get a brand spanking new one.

But then… That would be cold…

There’s a strange sense of joy and accomplishment that comes after mowing the lawns and thus filling the garden bin.

Knowing that you’ve cleaned the garden somewhat.

And knowing that you’re getting your money’s worth from the garden bin subscription.

Nothing worse than seeing that collection truck go past for another week and having nothing to meet them at the bottom of the drive with. Another few quid wasted (pro-rata).

But not this time. This time I’ll have an almost full bin and I won’t lie — feels pretty good.