Wet, wet, wet
24 March 2025 10:08 amI have been needing to water my pots again over the last couple of weeks, since it hasn't been raining, which means more carrying of water up the stairs. This morning I discovered that my big six-pint water carrier (a.k.a. supermarket milk bottle), which I had filled up but haven't actually been using since I don't currently require more than a couple of pints of water at a time, had been gently leaking most of its contents past the protective plastic sheeting and into the parquet floor underneath :-( Fortunately I don't think the wet patch had reached all the way under the music cabinets, where it would be quite impossible to investigate -- I have removed all the heap of gardening equipment from that corner, mopped up what I could, and it will just have to dry out naturally. The joints are all darkened but the wood hasn't actually lifted....
The modern supermarket bottles definitely don't last as long as the ones I originally started using, presumably because the manufacturers are trying to cut down on the amount of plastic used in their manufacture; they are much flimsier to handle. Sadly, as with a hot-water-bottle (and mine are about due to have perished by now...), there is no way to tell when the seams have gone until the water actually starts to ooze out.
The modern supermarket bottles definitely don't last as long as the ones I originally started using, presumably because the manufacturers are trying to cut down on the amount of plastic used in their manufacture; they are much flimsier to handle. Sadly, as with a hot-water-bottle (and mine are about due to have perished by now...), there is no way to tell when the seams have gone until the water actually starts to ooze out.
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Date: 2025-03-24 05:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-03-29 02:56 pm (UTC)Although I did manage to drop a jam-jar of white spirit twelve feet or so down the spiral staircase about three minutes before I had to go out in a hurry, with the result that little glass shards were scattered across every horizontal surface, the room underneath still stinks of white spirit, and I ended up bleeding into my handlebars all the way from a pinprick cut in my forefinger :-p
I think I have managed to wipe up most of the glass, although I dare say I shall still be finding little snippets of it in six months' time. At least I have swept it clear from the places where I generally walk with bare feet...
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Date: 2025-03-29 02:59 pm (UTC)