Disgraced dishwasher

Mr hazelh's morning was completely taken up working out whether or not our dishwasher was broken. His extensive research concluded that it was, so he then set about removing the offending item from the kitchen.

However, he couldn't easily extract it from under the worktop because it was too tightly packed between the kitchen units. He ended up having to spend much time and energy, from an awkward position, sawing off the machine's (metal) back legs. It was only later that he remembered that there were some incongruous looking screws at the front to raise and lower the appliance...

I was at work while all this was going on. I am glad I missed the swearing.

Here, however, I blip the disgraced dishwasher. Its replacement will magic its way from John Lewis to our flat either tomorrow or Friday. In the meantime the arrival of three sixth formers in Edinburgh for the Fringe means that we have a set of house elves on hand to help with the washing up.

Exercise today: morning loops in 28'14", sit-ups and weights.