One screw too many

Our dishwasher didn’t empty last Friday.
I put it on a fresh cycle. and tried again. Still no joy.
When this happens a naughty thought enters your brain.
Go and buy another dishwasher says the naughty fairy. But because I’m the son of a thrifty man who seemed to spend his life mending neighbours’ TV sets, and a brother who spent his childhood cutting Cornflakes packets to line his leaking shoes, I dismissed the wickedness of the naughty fairy, and reflected with admiration the poor in South America who plunder the waste of the rich, and of the poorer still, who plunder the waste of the poor, and of the poorer still…
Several hours later, with aches and pains from muscles that hadn’t been called upon for years I screamed with joy when I found a slither of a wine glass in the system, blocking the dirty water exhaust.
Nothing wrong with faultless German engineering, then for whom I said a quick Vorsprung durch Technik

Perhaps it was my wife (must have been) who loaded the dishwasher badly.

l have the dishwasher on as I write, on a celebratory lap of honour.

The only bad news was that I discovered an extra screw at the end of the exercise. What went wrong? How can I blame my wife for this?

Published by Rob

Now 70, I'm getting back into website development and brand protection, as well as showcasing the delightful artistic talents of my beautiful wife Lynne. My projection will encompass a lifetime of database marketing, as well as the Christian democratic socialist ideals of my wife and I.

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