Anyway, making a sharp exit from what could be a very heated post on what offends people, I'm simply making a point that I think I have a fairly strong understanding of what makes the male species tick. I have a whole cupboard full of instruction manuals, not even opened, still tightly sealed in their plastic bags, cast aside with disregard as you would a price of junk mail.
Men like to tinker, 'faff on' and experiment with all things mechanical. My boys both took so many things apart that I would end up with a whole bag of 'bits' of things, wheels, plastic hands, bits of cars or toys that were investigated and left being deemed to be too hard to put back together or broken beyond repair. This still happens, even though they are all much older and should have learnt by now but they can't help themselves.
Take last night for example. Alexander had his bath and went off to bed to watch a video. Apart from a goodnight at some point not another word was said. I went into the bathroom a while later to find the water still in the bath, not unusual for a 12 year old, so with my usual grumble, tidied up and went to empty the bath.
Now, we have one of these modern new fangled baths. None of this two taps and a plug on a chain at one end stuff. Oh no, we had to be all posh and have something fancy. Posh and fancy is all well and good, when folk leave things alone and resist the urge to investigate!
I am now about to use this...
To empty it so that I can remove this...
Because this...
A vital part of the mechanics of a 'fancy' plug was removed by an inquisitive 12 year old last night and now when you turn this round silver shiny thing...
Nothing happens!
I now have to use my problem solving skills to get the damn thing out. So far I'm thinking of big blob of blutack, then if that doesn't work, one of those suction cup hook things. And if all else fails, a new bathroom! *Rolls up sleeves and heads off up to the bathroom........*
....the solution, a crumpled up bit of parcel tape.
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