It might well be called another day of
non-achievement, but a very pleasant one. C. came and got me for an early Mass.
Then we came back here and I nerved myself up for a family Zoom quiz.
While I was sitting in the kitchen preparing myself , I heard a loud, crisp explosion. It could also have been, as I know
from a late, excellent Marjorie Allingham the name of which I can’t remember, the sound
of a heavy object being dropped onto a marble surface. My first anxiety was
that the fuse had blown which regulates my electric Aga, although fuses don’t
normally make such a noise when they expire, and their demise is usually
prompted by an event such as switching a light on. I was just sitting there.
The Aga, however, seems to be fine. So does everything
else. What on earth? I suspect I’ll find out, although for the moment
everything seems to be in order.
We had a jolly quiz session, perhaps the jollier
because there was no one there much under 60. We talked a bit at the end about
my 90th birthday. Alexander and his best friend Mark (of Wordle
fame) weren’t able to celebrate their 6oth’s due to lockdown, and are soon to
go off, with wives, to somewhere in Cheshire and hire in some superior cooks to
cater for them. We could do something like that? I fear it might be too
exciting.
But meanwhile no knitting or purposeful exercise. Back
to work tomorrow.
Wordle: Three was the popular score today, including
me. The popular pattern was ???, ???, grn. grn. grn, although I didn’t have
that. The outliers were Thomas, with four; and Roger, who guessed wrong twice
with the aforementioned configuration, five.
Just read an article about haps in the Winter 2022 Piecework magazine. Thought of you!
ReplyDeleteI got wordle in 2!!! Hip hip hip hooray! I got ? ?brn brn grn grn with my favourite starter word, so my options for the next try were very limited.
ReplyDeleteGoodness, a mystery. Could it have been a sound from elsewhere, sounding close? Or, I don't know, a can of something gone off? I knew someone who would buy cans of tomato paste and not use them, and the cans would eventually explode in the cupboard.
ReplyDeleteRegardless, it sounds like a lovely way to spend a Sunday.
For my mother's 90th birthday we went for a meal at the place where her 21st party and her wedding reception were held. I don't think it was as posh as it had been 60 years ago, but she enjoyed it. The professional photo shoot at my sister's house beforehand was really worthwhile - great quality but informal photos that really captured mum and her relationships with children and grandchildren.
ReplyDeleteMaybe Perdita or Paradox dropped a can or something in such a way that it sounded like an explosion? Strange things do happen in households. As long as nothing dangerous has occurred….Your 90th, Jean. Such a milestone. I think I would at least nibble on a giant ice cream sundae. Chloe
ReplyDeleteOh, oh, I know that one (at least literarily) - the Allingham novel is Hide My Eyes, and the Bad Guy had been practicing dropping a wooden crate suddenly onto a marble slab with plans to impersonate a delivery man in an office building to give the security guard a reason to assume it was that and not a gunshot.
ReplyDelete(Apparently we now need a Margery Allingham themed quiz?) I hope your mystery is solved soon.
Elizabeth in Oregon