Big Day!

Wow, what a day, I'm typing in the dark, I guess it's me (but not you whether I can touch type or not - more or less I can otherwise I wouldn't bother with something so banale would I?)
What an exciting and expensive day it's been in domestic servitude land... Plumber arrived at 8am to sort out varies problems and to connect my fridge to the "mains", I say "mains" advisedly as we don't have "mains" but a well. Then the septic pumping man arrived... I need to elaborate here a little at least. I've harped on for ages about how I can't type because of Carpal Tunnel and all that, not true this time, for the last couple of weeks my dear son has decided the best way to get off to sleep is to scream for two hours each night leaving us exhausted, then to lessen my attempted blogging efforts I decided to find my septic tank in order that it be emptied before winter arrives again.
Anyway I dug a good two and a half feet down in the designated location (according to the roughly drawn map in the garage) without reaching fruition and, given the amount of rock I encountered) gave up. I looked up the previous owner and gave him a call... incidentally he installed septic systems for a living (and told me so)... He didn't even get the right side of the building... anyway shortly after the plumber arrived the septic bloke turned up leading the neighbours to think we had a major septic incident, fortunately for us it was merely co-incident! Thomas enjoyed the digger that churned up my garden.
Then Jeep I was test driving wouldn't start, so all fun and games, I ended up racing it back to the dealership just before closing. No elaboration, going to bed!

Canada Day...

Canada Day!
And that means tattooed children for the day...
Thomas has been learning poses from Ellie unfortunately...

A good day, a tour around a frigate then I left MC and the kids to dash to the pub for another demo in how not to take penalties. There we go again, at least England played well... 44 years of hurt and all that.