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Saturday, November 21, 2009

Gambex , Steed and Turdy





I remember when television first came out in South Africa. Dad came home with a Sony COLOUR TV. The next door neighbours a thrifty lot, had black and white. We'd sit in front of that box staring longingly at the test pattern (  the neighbours kids and me) willing the 2 or so hours of programming to come on. One of my favourite shows was an espionage drama, called the New Avengers. Its heroes were Gambit, Steed and Purdy. Purdy, was played by Joanna Lumley. She created a hair sensation, not unlike Jen in Friends, which had  everyone  opting for a paige boy style crop.These Avengers fought evil on all fronts, oh and how I loved them.

Imagion my surprise when the New Avengers - Gambex, Steed and Turdy came for a surprise stopover this weekend.First Turdy arrived! It's the end of the month and I can't afford a plumber, well not now anyhow. Of course the toilet waited for my bank balance to drop below a certain level and then thoughtfully got blocked. I have been nursing the loo for a few days now and told the kids to use their own bathroom only. If I could only get through the month and then have to call a plumber.

Someone.Didn't. Listen.! Imagion my surprise when I went to the bathroom and found Turdy floating at the top of a full to overflowing bowl... Determined not to call the plumber I battled it out with Turdy and her friends till I had won. Put those yellow pages away for another day.

Steed paid his visit, on Saturday morning, bright and breezy. N greeted me in the morning with :"Gran wants to know if you are planning on going anywhere today as you have a flat tyre."- GGCB... Good grief Charlie Brown, what next?.

If you are following the story, you know  that by process of elimination, it has to be Gambex.  Haircuts topped the list of things to do this weekend, as the kids were becoming skoobedoo-esk - and having their own 60's revival . Sergeant Salt and Pepper and Aromat were dispatched off the the hairdresser with gran, as I battled it out with the silver steed and it's gammy leg.

A short while later , gran phoned .... The hairdresser has rejected the kid's as clients as they have LICE! Mercy!  Oh no! AND How embaressing, right now I'm loving it that the silver steed did me a favour and got a gammy leg! So ... a rather subdued lot came back from the hairdresser,accompanied by a red- faced granny and I got to work, buzzing the boy's hair, and washing everyones hair with Gambex ( four minutes only, or something may happen..) Washing bedding airing mattresses, and nitpicking with a fine tooth comb.

I like the phrase , the vicissitudes of life. It's got a ring to it, you have to admit. It's good cause like raisins and currants in a fruit cake, my life is full of them. So I got to thinking, which doesn't always work cause my thinking is a bit like Pooh Bear, it's kind of circular and almost always ends up being about honey, or in my case food, especially chocolate....

1 comment:

  1. Ehh, don't be embarrassed about the lice. I've heard from very good sources that they only like clean heads anyway. Besides, do you remember the day of my eldest's fifth (or maybe sixth) birthday party, when I had to call you and admit that I'd found the wee beasties in her hair AFTER your eldest had been to our house for the party? Yeah, embarrassment reigned! Love ya!
    Becky

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