Cleaning

January 21st, 2009

Aquo

OK, so it’s not the most exciting topic in the world, but I wanted to tell you about Aquo (I’m not affiliated, blah-de-blah).  I originally bought this from a Lakeland store, but they’ve now discontinued it (which I think is very sad, as well as a bit annoying because I need refills).  I like it because I think it’s such a simple idea.  I don’t think the cleaner itself is as ‘green’ as Ecover or similar brands, but because it uses refills (which are teeny tiny) the amount it would be possible to save on packaging and transportation must be HUGE.

Basically, you buy a bottle, then a couple of little sachets which make up the cleaner.  You pop a sachet in the bottle, top it up with water, wait 5 minutes for it to dissolve, and that’s it! A pack of refills costs about £2.30 – so that makes it a lot cheaper than cleaners like Mr Muscle as well.

I do appreciate that I’m a little over excited about a kitchen cleaner, but I just think it’s such a simple idea, why have we not been doing this for years?  Like fabric conditioner, remember when that came in huge bottles, now it’s all concentrated, and we must have saved a lot of transport miles because of that.  Surely the same could be done for all (or most) cleaning products.

My poor back!

January 20th, 2009

I’ve done something horrible to my back.  Well, not sure if it’s my back, my hip or my pelvis.  Whatever it is, it hurts.  A lot.

I did go to see the doctor, and he said I’d trapped my sciatic nerve, but I’m not so sure.  I don’t seem to have that ‘shooting down the leg’ pain that I should have.  Anyway, in a bid to kill or cure it, I decided that a trip to the Trafford Centre was a good idea.  Half a mile from Debenhams to John Lewis, sit down for lunch, half a mile back again. Plus pottering about in shops.  Sadly, it did not cure me!  I’m fine when i’m sitting down, or lying on my right side.  Walking hurts, carrying stuff is impossible, and I have to crawl upstairs like Evie does (except she’s faster than me, and thinks it’s hilarious).

Anyway, Trafford Centre was fun.  We didn’t take the buggy, so Evie walked halfway down, then we hired one of the Little Tikes cars for her.  When she was walking she thought it was fantastic.  It was quiet enough early on that she didn’t always have to hold my hand, so she got to choose where to go.  So she went to the Bear Factory, the Disney Store, a gadget shop that had a flying helicopter and some pigs that walked and oinked (actually we went there three times).  She also found her way into an art store where she showed her appreciation of a picture of a big cow by cuddling it and trying to give it her bracelet.  My mum was watching her at that point, and didn’t grab her fast enough.  Ooops.  The only minor disaster was having to give the car back.  She sobbed and sobbed as though her little world had come to an end.  But then we went in the big glass lift and all was well again.

I managed to get a new digital camera at Jessops, and I’m really happy with it.  It’s another Fuji Finepix, but this time with a Lithium battery (because that was the problem with the old one).  And obviously because it’s newer it’s got more features and stuff on it.  I’ve been playing with it a little bit, but I think Gallery’s gone wrong again, so I need Newt to sort that out (again!) before I can share photos.

Evie and the gravy

January 2nd, 2009

Or, how much mess can one small child make with a tin of Bisto?

My mum had brought over a tin of Onion Bisto to make vegetarian gravy for the Christmas lunch.  Mr Newt left that tin on the side to return to my mum.  Evie got a toy kitchen for Christmas, and has also grown enough to reach the little shelf in the hall (no prizes for guessing where this is going).

I’m upstairs, and suddenly I hear a little voice say “Uh-oh, uh-oh” and Newt saying “Aaargghhhhh, get away, no don’t touch it!”.  An entire tin of gravy granules all over the hall floor.  Tricky to wipe up as well, as it instantly turns to gravy!  My house smells rather onion-y now.