couple of things today
first off, my HoneyBun demonstrates the correct way to eat the favourite chocolate..pinky out, a finger separating the first and second ridge, a studied ” I dont care for chocolate” look, by focusing on other things whilst imbibing a hunk of..chocolate. Never let it be said that chocolate is a weakness, readily exploitable by all and sundry, and that the honeybun cant get to sleep until shes had her fix. Three quarters of that chocolate has already distappeared, and only a true connoisseur will be able to discern what sort of chokky it is.

pinky to the fore

There.
Secondly, you’ll notice a shot of the shower, to whit a shower head, attached by a cable/pipe thingy to the wall.

The Billisaurus..some time ago it has to be admitted to, swapped shower heads with the one in the guest suite, on account of it was complained that that shower wasn’t producing its best shower..ie, a tad on the cool side. That fixed that problem, so the Billisaurus went off and bought a new shower assembly for..ta da, the master bedroom.
Unfortunately, the new fixture didn’t seem to have the same..um..heat coming out of it. The Billisaurus cranked up the hot water cylinder to its highest heat setting, and tweaked the valve thingy on the wall to give maximum heat inwards..with the result that the shower did not need any cold water whatsoever, and ..could have been betterer. passable only.
This state of affairs was ..tolerated, until the other day, when the billisaurus ran a few tests, and found out that the now nice shower was putting out 13.3 litres per minute. The less than perfect shower was only a 9 litre per minute job. So, when the bestest shower head was in the master bedroom, all lovely, it put out …13.3 litres per minute flat out. Hmm. We went to mitre 10 to ask for a showerhead to fix that hassel, namely one that would put out..15 or so litres per minute, only to have the guy say..9 litres per minute is it. Bottom line, we can’t legally supply anyone with anything that puts out more than 9 litres….SIGH.
The Billisaurus wondered whether there was a klever thingo in there somewhere that acts as a restrictor.

culprit

To cut an already long story short..ta da. One restrictor, and now..9 litres in 27 seconds..demonstrated that the problem has been sorted. A honeybun seal of approval was obtained…what a loverly shower!
Bloomin’ magnificent! Normal operation resumed, a tad of cold water required, and Not flat out with the hot!

Autumn is upon us, not before time, with the hottest April ever up this way. Slippers on the tiles, almost teeshirt weather..almost! short sleeved shirts were the order of the day up till now, on account of I got too hot in a teeshirt. Must admit to liking the heat more than the cold..and the featured pikky;  Wobert, tries to put a bit more heat into his nest.  Unfortunately, that nest lies across the road..:)