I can't do too much with the research,but I can support his dad over the phone and I certainly can get to the bottom of the stove issue...so after looking through the internet DIY self help pages, I grabbed the sweep brushes and swept the fuckling chimney YET again!
Remember it was only a few weeks ago that a professional sweep gave it a go, well since then I have got down and dirty sweeping it again, and today I repeated the disgusting job, but did so with some gusto , getting into all of those nooks and crannies I might of missed last Saturday.
After an hour with my head up a flue, I had removed another two bin bags of soot and most of the lining of both lungs....but the job was done and the fire lit without a problem.....and all this after I paid a bloody professional chimney sweep 50 quid to do the job originally!If I see him again, I will stick his bloody useless brushes where the sun don't shine
This afternoon it was nice to breath God's cold fresh air again. I surrounded half of my large vegetable patches with a new chicken wire protective fence, then delivered eggs around the village. It was home time for the village school children and as we waited for some of the larger kids to walk past us to their parents' cars one mother walked past with her toddler. The little girl pointed at the dogs and pulled herself forward. and I told the mother that William would be safe to pat if she wanted to.
He stood quietly and interested as the child reached out a pudgy hand and tapped him firmly several times on the head, then lent forward politely to take a long sniff at her nose. The child and her mother was delighted as he acted just like the teddy bear that he resembled and I,as ever was amused and rather proud of just how gentle male Welsh Terriers can be with little people,
I will end with an apology to Trelawnyd Val ....I am very sorry I flashed my "builder's arse" to you this afternoon when I was bending down to collect eggs..........not the nicest of sights when you are out for a walk eh?
Can I ask what the h--- are you burning that is creating so much soot? That sweep took you for a cleaning!
ReplyDeleteGlamorous shot, BTW.
I think the chimney was not cleaned properly the three former times the sweep "did his job"
ReplyDeletethere was several years soot up there!!!!
Hmph. I suppose dropping the bags of soot at the door of the sweep would be a bit passive aggressive. But I think that a good cleaning of the chimney sweep's... inner lining would be more than appropriate!!
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OH dear, I was sorely in need of a chuckle and you did not disappoint.
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry that my mirth was had at the expense of your soot filled lungs and blackened face.
But, the real chuckle emerged when I saw the close paragraph apologizing to your neighbor for the "mooning" that must have occurred.
I call kids little people too, though I usually get a odd look when I do so. mmm something we with no "little people" of our own do maybe?
ReplyDeleteI can see where your Teddy Bear dogs would be very tempting to pet! By little people and big ones lol.
Hi JG, You dirty bugga, you just love making a mess really don't you. Bet you used to stuff icecream cornets all over your forehead too, just to get some attention.
ReplyDeleteYou'll have to excuse me cos I;m dashin in and out like a blue arse bat here tonight. No time to catch up proppa like. Here's a link I meant to drop off at your place earlier. Plays well with a glass of something, while sat peacefully out on your porch.
http://naturesoundsfor.me/duskinafield3
Longer visit soon, once i've sorted out all the c**p this end!
I call children little people too...they are after all! Years ago I called my sisters children KIDS and she told me her children weren't goats (actually goat kids are quite charming and funny). It takes all kinds!
ReplyDeleteIf you're going to take up cleaning the chimney on a regular basis...I think I'd wear a protective mask...as you know soot's not a bit good for healthy pink lungs.
Your dogs a sweetie...I like dogs that like kids!
Whether you sell or give your eggs, it's a great thing taking them around to folks in the village!
If your builder's arse is anything like as hairy as your arms, then Val does, indeed, need an apology - I would (and some smelling salts).
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ReplyDeleteshe needed a bucket!
I love you, John! xxxx ooooo
ReplyDeleteMy lady is rather fond of you too!
You look really sweet with your blackened face!
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I haven't lived in a place with a real working chimney in years! I can imagine all that soot, but now you know that you can do it yourself, without having to fork over money.
ReplyDeleteI am just now catching up with you. There has been a lot going on that I have missed!
ReplyDeleteA Badger did that kind of damage! Holy cow! That is downright scary!!!
Now that you know how to clean a chimney, heck John, you an go into business for yourself!! Once you see the chimney sweep fellow he won't be working much with a big ol' brush stuck up his butt!( big grin)
Aww, what a sweet boy William is.
William is just as sweet as he looks.
ReplyDeleteYou have such a wonderful life John...
ReplyDeleteAt first when I saw your sooty photo I thought you had fought a fire. Thank goodness you were just playing chimney sweep! Nasty job, but necessary. Way better than a chimney fire. I would SO love for William,Meg and Hootie to all romp together. Hootie is a sweetie pie too and after that initial 6 months of potty training he has been so excellent! He does love to jump up on folks though and LOVES little people,but could topple a toddler with his gusto.
ReplyDeleteNORTH WALES TV Ad:-
ReplyDeleteSung by Trelawnyd school choir
"Chim-chimenny, chim-chimenney, chim chim cherroo
Mr John Gray will clean out your flue!"
VOICE-OVER "Phone Trelawnyd 37 for a free quotation.
Sweep John Gray
Making soot go away!"
Damn. I cannot follow Yorkshire Pudding.
ReplyDeleteAll I can say is that you are adorable, even sooty and black-lung'd.
Kate
Did you really not wear a mask? Really? You are a very intelligent man. So, you must have been drunk or having a looney day not to have worn a mask for that job. Have you any idea what is in that soot? So, are you kidding? You really did not protect your lungs and the linings of all the pipes and tubes on the way down to the lining of your lungs?
ReplyDeleteI love cold, fresh air.
ReplyDeletethink I might have seen worse things when out with the dog.... although I can't recall one at the moment..... Thanks for the apology though!!
ReplyDeleteIf it's any compensation to you John. That Soot will work wonders with your rose garden. :D
ReplyDeleteHave you got one by any chance? :S
Are you sure the wood you burn is dry?
ReplyDeleteMy brother has a 3 story house with a steep roof. He made his own brush, on a rope contraption, and gives his wife first choice of whether to man the roof (with lots of fresh air) or the nasty stove end of the rope. It's amazing they're still married after 35 years.
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