A conversation, last weekend:

“Darling, look, I think the track for the blinds is falling out of the ceiling”.

“No, I’m sure we just haven’t noticed that it sits down that far”.

“Are you sure? It looks strange to me”.

“I’m sure it’s fine, don’t worry about it”.


Arrived home today to find:

After we returned home from (the completely hellish) grocery shopping it had completely fallen out.

Because of the super-super long weekend (yay!) some bodgying was required until someone could come and re-affix it.

We channelled our inner bogans by duct-taping up a tablecloth … and then the pièce de résistance – which fit the remaining gap to perfection:

The only consolation in the whole affair was that it was indeed falling out.


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