Day 1093 Punctured

7th August 2020

Something strange happened to our pool last night. We awoke to find the top section was deflated and most of the water had disappeared. A feeling of panic set in.

There was no soaking ground around the pool to indicate a massive loss of water. The only possibility was the drain plug not seated properly, but there was no obvious problem with that. So we added air and water to check what was going on.

I visually inspected the top section inch by inch, and located three pin holes which might have been caused by sparks from the bonfire a feet away.

I thought the tarpaulin was in place to protect it from flying sparks, bloody annoying, but it was the only explanation. We release more air from the pool and applied patches to the damaged area.

We waited the required length of time before re-inflating, by which time the sun had gone in.

In between all the drama I managed to fit the back panel to the lady’s cabinet and re-built the small drawers for the dresser Kelli is working on.

Part of the morning routine is letting the”Bitches” out for their constitutional walk around the garden.

Phoebe has her nose pressed against the door ready to take off after the squirrels who are usually on or around the bird feeder.

What follows is a race to the death between the two animals, each not knowing that as long as the squirrel stays at the top of the fence it will be safe.

Phoebe would need wings, and a jet engine to stand a chance of catching the speeding rodents.