Today I decided to practise being domesticated and decided to give the kitchen floor a good mopping and not just the customary swipe with a wet mop that it usually gets. I inherited a Hoover electric floor scrubber/carpet cleaner from my mother so I guess that you could call it vintage. Admittedly I store it in the garage but it has always served me well whenever I have blown the dust off it although I must admit that one of the brushes doesn't clip in properly. Anyway I digress as I am wont to do most times. I was merrily scrubbing away today when I noticed the brush had worked a bit loose, I leaned down to click it back into place and leaned on the radiator for support. Not a very bright thing to do with an elderly electrical appliance whilst it is still switched on. Zip, Zap I got such a shock from the radiator that I almost felt my hair curl. My scrubber must have a short somewhere but as the handle and everything is covered with rubber I hadn't felt it until I grabbed the metal radiator and earthed it. The last time I had a jolt like that was in intensive care when the paddles hit my chest many years ago.
I think I shall feel energised for the rest of the afternoon now. Nothing like a quick jolt to kick start the heart and nerve endings. I think that it's time that I retired my old scrubber and stuck to the less elderly scrubber (me) By the way I didn't have a heart attack years ago I had a virus that attacked my heart and gave me a racing heart beat and so they shocked it to restart it in a normal rhythm. They were very concerned afterwards until I recovered enough to tell them that I was born with arrhythmia and my heartbeat sometimes dances the Tango and occasionally misses a beat. I love watching the faces of the nurses when they take my pulse before I have chance to explain. Naughty of me I know!
I am still knitting the long chunky jacket and I am on the last stretch of the right front. I have another couple of inches to knit and then I have to block it before stitching the jacket up and picking up and knitting the front bands. Last night I was watching Piers Morgan interview Ronnie Corbett on TV so I decided to have a break and knit something easier. I have started a baby sweater but I think it is going to be too big for Finlay but a bit small for Charlie. Never mind I am sure that Finlay will grow into it before the winter is over.
Time for a cup of coffee or have I had enough stimulation for one day?
