looks at life for women of a certain age. Observations and wry stories that might ring bells with some.
Tuesday, 28 October 2014
If Looks could Kill....
Some of the wires in a 747 cockpit
We've had quite a stressful month fixing up the repairs necessary on the new apartment we bought after we sold our house recently. One of the jobs my husband thought essential was to replace two of the worn-looking solid plates on the old-fashioned stove-top. The stove is a Defy 600 and so my husband bought the parts and did the job himself. Each plate seemed to me to have about four wires. Having put the hob back together, I ventured to ask if my husband had put all the wires back in the correct places. (This after we had tested all the plates and the oven and they were all working). Did I mention that in another life my husband was an aircraft technician, having worked for 19 years at South African Airways and having served a rigorous apprenticeship of 5 years. This pic I found on Google is of a cockpit with all the wires in their correct places. You should see one where they are all hanging loose! I couldn't find the photo we had of such a chaotic scene - I think he took it one day at work in the days before Internet and digital stuff. Suffice it to say that a scornful look was all I received in response to my ill-advised question. He has just finished re-jigging the springs on the roll-up garage door re the same flat (the repairmen hadn't done it correctly). We are finally at home and I can't wait for Thursday when our two lady tenants move in. At the moment the current worry is that the flat above us, where we live now, is leaking water into our kitchen and bathroom ceilings. Does it ever end? I shall be so thankful when we have finally retired in December and moved to our well-built house at the lagoon.