[Mick]

Anne and I have had a problem, well not so much a problem as an argument.

We have a tumble drier and ever since we moved into this house, the only space we can put it is
In a little alcove next to the cooker the space has a worktop so the drier has no ventilation and would overheat if used in that position, so I told Anne to always pull the drier out to use it .
so Anne agreed that whenever it is in use it should be pulled out of it's space.
Often, after pleading with Less to allow me to go home from the pub I've found Anne contentedly on the computer or watching one of her soaps, gone into the kitchen and lo' and behold it's in it's little space being used.
I have come out of the kitchen and said, "you've done it again haven't you?".
“you have not pulled the drier out AGAIN”
Anne was getting annoyed, because she would swear blind she'd moved it out. (She was beginning to suspect I was pushing it back just to cause an argument!).
The other day I decided to make a chilli-con-carnie (well my kind I like mushrooms in mine)
So I went into the kitchen and yet again the drier was on but in the alcove it was very hot, so I dragged it out and sat it at an angle to the alcove and went to the main worktop at the other end of the kitchen to start preparing my chilli,
When I turned round the drier had straitened its self up the vibrations caused the drier to gently work it's way into it's original position.
I put this down to the wooden floor in the kitchen, I can't think of anything else, but thank goodness we have both seen it so no divorce.