Sending Christmas Eve wishes to all!
Our lovely plumber was on the doorstep at 8.15, wobbling a bit due to to the way that his perforated eardrum is affecting his balance.
Well, I think that was the reason, I can't see that the sight of me in my bathrobe was that alarming 
So, within a very short time he had identified and solved the problem, a sticky solenoid, apparently, and no need for a new pump 
I walked the village shop, and lo! They had sausage meat, so I was able to make some extra stuffing that wasn't the same as the other one.
Phoned the surgery, and they will do their best to get in a replacement for the gizmo that has gone missing.
I have twined Mr P's rather garish lights around the banisters (with "help" from Oliver Sprout and Minnie
and decided against going up the step ladder to try to hang the meteor shower (best not to push my luck!)
So, all seems well in the Phoenix household, and I won't mention that I found the "other" stuffing while taking out the smoked salmon and pigs in blankets
!!!
North Devon expectant mothers are on their own as of today.
Relentlessly negative pessimism from OH


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