Thursday, 16 April 2009

Light at the end of the...

... loft. We've lived in Tonbridge for nearly a year now (May 23rd 2008) and have just found out that my loft has a light! When I was up there on Monday putting stuff away for April I spotted a switch right in front of me. Being curious I switched it on, hey presto, we have light. Doh! How did I miss it? I guess it was probably dark... Previously, I either used a torch or at one point I actually bought two crappy battery opperated light bulb type things so that I could use two hands up there but they only lasted about 5 minutes.

It's not the first new thing i've found in the house recently, i've also found a new cupboard. The cupboard wasn't somewhere obscure, it was in the kitchen right next to the oven. We simply never used it. How did I miss that?

Next week I expect to find a Fabergé Egg underneath the bed, or an alternate universe through the wardrobe in the spare room.

I think i'm either going blind, senile or both. I guess that comes with age.

1 comment:

  1. It sounds like the start of the rather excellent book 'House of Leaves'. The cupboard bit, anyway. I heartily recommend it. Read it when you're alone and it's dark as it's very unsettling.