And while I am on a roll, let me tell you about me fecking dishwasher. It ground to a halt last night. It wouldn’t drain. I fiddled around with it, and when I got up this morning, the damn thing still hadn’t drained.
Hubby and I looked at the instructions for clearing the pump. We decided we needed a new screwdriver (torc 25). Bought that and still couldn’t get to the pump. At that stage, hubby drove off to where we bought the damn thing to see if we were still under guarantee.
By the time he got back, I had googled the problem, I removed a lemon pip from the impeller. All went well, until it didn’t. I tore open the damn machine, and found a piece of broken glass.
I am quite rightfully proud of myself. I saved us millions, which I will try to stash away for my next adventure.