londonbard | (no subject)

That is 6 pounds in weight in 11 days. (It may be deceptive. It varies day by day and it just happened that today it was surprisingly low. Assuming that it's even possible I wonder how long it's safe to maintain that rate of loss?)
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There is probably no way I can produce the copies that the soliciter demanded by this Monday - or probably by next. I'm concentrated on cleaning for the SS inspection - also on Monday.

The flat has mice. That's one of the things they look for and it can lead to trouble. I was tempted to nickname the last one Einstien. I thought I might have got rid of them. They was no little brown bullet zipping across the floor, sometimes just visible out of the corner of my eye. No signs of it. Then I walked in, saw a mouse - and it took off in foot high leaps, hurdling the traps and away.

I've had the black, jumping variety before. (They inspired the GECs.)Some had a lot of personality. If this one did it kept it to itself.

I didn't see another sign until I dropped a Wheetabix, in the kitchen, in a very inaccessible spot. Over the next two days it changed shape, waning like a little moon as something nibbled a neat curve out of one side. I very carefully moved it onto a sticky trap. It continued to shrink. The only thing I could think of was that the mouse was jumping over the trap onto the Wheetabix and then eating the safe platform that it was on. I may well have been right. Today the Wheetabix was tiny. So was the mouse. I suppose it hadn't left enough Wheetabix to jump off safely.

One of the things that used to surprise me is how catlike mice are - one of the traits is that as soon as the territory is vacant the next one moves in. I do hope my next roomie doesn't pull any stunts that the SS can blame me for.