Sometimes I worry about myself.
It started simply enough, I went to get readings for my gas and electricity meters.
Both are located in the walk in 'room' off the garden that doubles as a shed, but whilst the gas meter is usefully located up high on the back wall (i.e. easily readable), the electricity meter is rather more annoyingly located about a foot of the ground in the bottom rear corner.
Accordingly every time I need to read the meter or rewire a fuse (oh yes we're talking old skool!), I have to battle to get access.
So I face the choice of emptying pretty much all the shed so I can get complete access to the meter, or move a couple of items and then lean over the remaining obstacles and with a torch, take a reading.
Except right now I can't find my torch. I can't be bothered to search for it and I equally can't be bothered to empty the shed completely (not least because it may still be too dark in that low corner to read the meter).
I try to think laterally. My old phone had a light on it (for the camera, but it doubled as a fine torch), but my new phone just has a flash.
But it gives me an idea...
And that ladies and gentlemen, is how I came to be stretched over the tea crate of garden tools etc stretching an arm into that far corner and taking this:
So demented mad woman who takes photos in a her shed, or cunning problem solver who uses new technology in creative and innovative ways? In the words of Marcus Bentley - you decide!
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
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5 comments:
mmmmmmm - In the words of Chris Tarrent - Can I phone a friend?
Oh, definitely demented, sweetie...that's why we're friends!
now thats logic Liz
makes complete sense to me :-)
Innovative, thinking otuside the box, and all other complimentary things...
there's definetly blue sky in there somewhere...
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