JB Fletcher & an alfresco bath

  So sad that Angela Lansbury has died. On a Saturday I spend most of the day in the kitchen, 'Murder She Wrote' on the TV. Bill and Violet get fed up of hearing the music and me singing along to it. One of our channels shows it from about 9 a.m until 9 p.m, or thereabouts. I've seen every episode numberous times, but I still like to watch them. There is something so cosy and comforting about Jessica Fletcher. It was on quite a bit when Violet was little, she'd hear the opening music, point at the telly and say 'afletcha mum'. Yeah, I started her young but she didn't get as hooked on it as me. A shame that Angela just missed out on reaching 97, but she must have been so tired. 96 is a grand old age. One of the last genuine Old Hollywood stars, a sad loss.

Half past ten as I write this. The electrician and plumber should both be here, but I am thinking they decided on a late start so the bath and toilet could be delivered first. They are doing what they can to make sure the viper next door has no reason to come round and start moaning. But of course, now I'm feeling anxious. I just want to see the bathroom stuff go in so that we might be able to use the bath this weekend.

Right now I could stick in the plug, fill the bath with the hose and use it outside. Don't really fancy doing that though. I've covered it in a shroud mainly in the hope that a passing cat doesn't decide to wee up it. I've already had to go out and chivvy along Pixel who was having a curious snoop.

I removed some of my post from last night. I'm not sorry for what I wrote and I do think that if something has irritated you then you can say so. That said I don't want to make anyone feel bad, it's not my intention to be mean. I got it off my chest, I got my point across, I know it was seen and that's enough.
I'll continue as I am, people can either read or not, comment or not, and that's all as it should be. What I can add is I've had enough of tolerating people, trying to be kind and having it thrown back in my face. Relevant both online and in real life. I'm fed up of tippy toeing around people, trying to do the right thing when it seems others can do exactly what they want and everyone else is meant to say nothing and put up with it.
Sometimes I get irritated by things that might seem small and petty, sometimes the walloping great big things irritate me, but at least I admit to it all.