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I did it some years ago when I was taking my wife's Discovery to have a replacement windscreen. I inadvertently filled the diesel tank with petrol at the bottom of Carlton Hill but still drove it about three miles to the windscreen fitters. Is was only two days later when I collected it that I had starting problems. I had to call Landrover Rescue to tow it to the dealership about 200 yards away. The cleanup wasn't covered by the warranty and I think I had to pay around £300. I must admit it seemed to run much better afterwards! 

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Never a dull moment in this house. I was folding the washing I'd left to dry overnight when I heard a noise but every time I stopped folding so did the noise. Then I heard scratching, oh oh oh its a mouse. Catch it if you can. First of all I sat and had my breakfast, at first thought it was inside a cupboard, but then the noise seemed to go from one side to the other which is impossible as the cupboards are individual ones within a very heavy solid piece of furniture. Began to think it must be underneath. My daughter pulled it away from the wall and gradually it came out and spent the next 15 minutes exploring the wall and how to get out. It went near to the pipes of the stove and couldnt go any further. At the end I remembered that we had some glue so put some down and within 5 minutes I got it by the tail. I know I know its cruel and I felt bad but had to get it somehow because the dogs were going berserk everytime it scratched.

To say we live in the country with vineyards and fields of grain we've only had 2 mice in 20 yrs 3 with this one. Anyway I took it onto the field opposite and managed to free it from the glued tile.

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You're not 'cruel' nonna - you took the little mouse into the fields!   Well done..

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Whilst living at Saxondale, we were beset with moles, and although having 5 cats, only one ever caught one. I retrieved it, put it in a box, and drove down the A46, and let it out near Cotgrave.

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Gosh!  It did some serious digging after you dropped it off!!

 

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FLY, I think you are a kind person, taking the little creature on his 'holidays'. I hope he/she made some new friends there ..... OK. I. know I'm anthropomorphising (is that really a word?  iPad says it is but it looks funny.....)

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I found a very large snail that had navigated the back step into my kitchen, I took it to the bottom of the garden & lobbed it over the fence over the railway lines, about two & half weeks later there was a knock at the door & the snail was there & said " What you do that for?"  

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A good descriptive word Margie. I liken it to the Louis Wain paintings of cats performing human functions, such as playing snooker etc.

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2 hours ago, MargieH said:

FLY, I think you are a kind person, taking the little creature on his 'holidays'. I hope he/she made some new friends there ..... )

Think i mentioned this before,,but fly transporting a little creature a few miles,,reminded me of a few years ago,in the early hours driving along the A47 in Norfolk,,

Pulled in a lay by near Swaffam for a wee,,,got back in car and started driving,,when i noticed a large Rat sat on the passenger seat,,just casually cleaning itself,,frit me to death,,didnt know what to do,,back then the A47 was single track and it was too dangerous to stop,,eventually found another lay by,,got out abd the Rat did same,,giving me a squeak as it left,,like to think it was thanking me for the lift,,  lol 

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I am finding myself creeping down the kitchen and peering through the patio doors into the conservatory to see if my giant arachnid has emerged from his hiding place. Nothing as yet. This begs the questions is he

a) digging his way into my kitchen

      or

b) plotting his next move

 

I have now armed myself with a bigger plastic container. The internet says if you place the container in front of the spider and approach it from the rear it will run into the container. Right - If it is sat in the middle of the floor facing the patio doors and I have to approach it from the rear that means it is in between me and my means of escape. Plus it could run straight past the container and disappear into my kitchen which means I will be living in my conservatory. Doesn’t sound like much of a plan.

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My grandson and I used to dig up worms from one side of the garden and carry them to the

 other side.  We called it giving the worms a little holiday... he was about 3 or 4 at the time.

 

 @radfordred   I liked your snail story.  I never realised you understood snail language.    I  only understand a bit of cat language, although I don't speak it ...lol

 

@Stavertongirl   Have you tried asking it nicely to leave?

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To be quite honest it moves that quick we haven’t managed to have a conversation except for the odd expletives when it was clinging to the brush bristles.

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I tried to be kind to an animal once.

 

We used to have a bit of trouble with mice, before I figured out that they were coming in under the door of the (integral) garage and then making their way into the house.  I blocked off all of their entry routes and we've had no bother since.

 

However.. the last mouse was a clever little so and so and defeated all attempts to catch it, until my youngest woke me early one morning to say she thought it was in her bedroom bin.  I'd already told her not to leave any food related items in her room, but it looked like the little mouse was drawn to her bin by an empty crisp packet. Nearest 'lid' for the bin was an old leather bag the young 'un had been playing with, so, holding this lid on I set off down stairs intending to take the mouse out in my car and dump it a mile or so down the road.  As I headed downstairs, the mouse made a determined bid for freedom and tried to climb out of a small gap between the 'lid' and the bin.  My automatic reaction was to move the lid over to close the gap.  Sadly, in a spectacularly ill-timed move, the mouse stuck his head fully out at the same time and I accidentally snapped his neck.  The look on his poor deceased little face was one of total surprise. 

I buried him in the garden.

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58 minutes ago, DJ360 said:

The look on his poor deceased little face was one of total surprise. 

 

Is it any wonder? There he is  riding along thankful you haven't hurt him and the minute he tries to see where you're going you go all Queen of Hearts on it..      :mouse:

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My wife's grandmother, Kate was lovely. She wasn't terribly active and kept the home where husband Alf was always out and about, busy in Players sports club as umpire for cricket and anything else he could stay out the way for. He appeared home at meal times and that's about it. He came home one time and noticed ants on the kitchen floor. 

"Kate. There's ants in this kitchen " .

"I know" she said. "I've asked em in for company"

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Wives have words sometimes that leave with no doubt on the error of your ways. LOL

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3 hours ago, trogg said:

Wives have words sometimes that leave with no doubt on the error of your ways. LOL

 

I'm sure they are trained at their mothers knee Trogg. The look, the pursed lips etc all learned from an early age.

 

" Now see here young lady that's really annoyed your father...  another good way..."

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Well i woke up with normal stiffness in my bones, feeling sorry for myself, then i  recalled the day before, outside next but one neighbour's was an ambulance, Margret our friend had just made 69 Tony her husband had sent for the ambulance, he thought she was having a stroke, the men would not let Tony go in the ambulance with her, he had to wait for a car to talk him,  sadly Margret passed away, so compared to this my aches are nothing. 

RIP Margret.

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Sad news, Mary. My sister is 69 today. Makes you think, doesn't it?

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Sorry to hear the news about your neighbour, Mary.   I expect her husband will need a lot of  support after this sudden death.  Do they have children?

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Sorry to hear about your neighbour Mary. As Jill says 69 nowadays isn't old. It so sad for her husband , a shock to say the least.

My neighbour went to the chemist to do a casual ecg . The results are immediately referred to the hospital and within an hour she was in A& E. They kept her in 3 days. She had no symptoms, only feeling tired. She hadn't fainted , felt nothing was wrong. You never know do you ? Maybe this heat is getting to everybody, I know its getting to me just at a time that I don't want it.

Had my oncology visit after all the confusion of appointments and report not being available. Consequences being because of the number of scars I have on my liver ( thermoablation) the onc is worried about one of them it has increased in size ( every scan I have had reveals these scars) so I now have to have  a P.E.T. scan. Hes trying to hurry it through because of this op I have to have on my back. Hes made my visit for results on August 2nd. Now hope the hospital doesn't call me until after then. I've said all along that things will clash. I'm so fedup.

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Keep positive nonna, and you'll cope. I've every confidence in you ! 

Sorry about your neighbour Mary, especially at a relatively young age. I'm afraid it's all part of life though, we all must get on with it.

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Sorry to hear about your neighbour Mary, a good friend of mine died last week he was a day younger than me. It certainly makes you think, enjoy things now while you still can.

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My sons are all like me in their "handiness" ie useless,,so I'm lucky my only son in law is brilliant,,

Hes been up this morning putting shelves up and other odd jobs,,Bungalow really feels like home already,,only ten houses on the street, met most of the others now and all seem very nice,,also very quiet area,,

 

Enjoy their accent and they are up for a bit of banter,,which is a bonus,,nearest shops and Wetherspoons are in Kirkby,,so soon be exploring,,used to know and work with a lot of Kirkby folk,,both at the Marsdens and the Coop,, might bump into some who knows,,

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