||[Mar. 26th, 2007|09:50 am]
Ailz got up really early to make a start on her latest essay. It's about Sir Humphrey Davy and Sir John Soane. She's been reading up about them for weeks. And who are they? Well one was a scientist and the other was an architect and that's about all I know. But- as I told Ailz at the start of the project- I know lots about Davy Crockett.|
(Humphrey Davy/Davy Crockett- geddit? Yes, I know it's feeble but it allowed me to seque into one of my favourite jokes.)
"So tell me..."
"Like- how many ears did he have?"
"Three. His left ear, his right ear and his wild frontier. "
After that she cut me out of the loop.
Anyway, she was up several hours before me (Usually it's the other way round). "I turned the kettle off," she said.
"How do you mean?"
"So as not to wake you."
"I mean I switched the whistle off."
"Oh, right. I didn't know you could."
This is a kettle that whistles four or five times in the course of heating up. I choose to find it amusing. So much so that I'm going to switch the mechanism back on again just as soon as Ailz has told me how.
In related news she informs me the washing machine isn't spinning any more. Nonsense; in this department I'm the one who knows a thing or two; you just have to lighten the load. So I do. I divide the load into three portions and each time it spins like a dream.
Our appliances are getting old. You have to humour them.