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...apart from your own elbow. That's perfectly safe.

Btw - earwax, amongst other things, is also covered in this Entry: A4113811

Is the entry waxproof paper, then?

but q-tipping your ears just feels so good.

I realise I'm coming a bit late to the conversation, which I found by accident! My Master is having Bother with his ears; he had them syringed a week or so ago, and now they're leaking furiously and blocking his hearing aids, so he's deafer than ever. Any suggestions, please?

Dig

Wait until he stops leaking. Then put the hearing aids in.

And I *hope* 'master' isn't shorthand for 'husband'. Shame on you!

And I *hope* 'master' isn't shorthand for 'husband'. Shame on you!

'Twas meant ironically, fear not. There's one Master in this house.... The trouble with your suggestion is that he's completely incommunicado without his aids, and at the moment almost as bad with. This has been going on for nearly three weeks, and he's getting thoroughly upset and despondent. He's 85, I should add, so I don't think suggesting sign language would take us very far! I do tend to write notes when desperate, but life is made up of inconsequential sayings which aren't worth saying the first time, if we're honest, and lose all significance at the third repeat/writing!

Dig

>>There's one Master in this house....

There's none in ours?

'Who's the head of the household?'
'We are.'

Who's the head of the household?'
'We are.'

I like that. In truth, we should say the same; it just makes a...joke

Dig

Jokes are fine. Ignore me.

(our house is a loose Anarchist collective. with the emphasis on 'Anarchic'. and 'loose'.?

I rather like that. Smacks of benevolent neglect, which I'm sure is the best parenting? Doesn't harm the "Master" either.

Dig BTW

>>benevolent neglect

Don't tell the social workers. Especially the one I'm married to.

Someone once told me never to tell a social worker anything. Which would make their work infinitely harder than it undoubtedly is. My own trouble would be that I tend to make a jolly jest of everything, and the listener is more than likely to take it seriously. I've met some very earnest young people when I was in a position to deal with them! Even at my advanced age I find myself making merry with the cardiologist, no matter what he's just told me. Crawls into corner covered with shame and a blanket.

Dig

Well..it's your solemn duty to confuse people without a sense of humour.

(welcome to my friends list, btw.)

Thanks! One is always short of friends.
Let's drink a toast....Confusion to our enemies. Serve 'em good.

Dig

for are true friends, true pain for our sham friends!

Oooooooooooooh, you are clever. I do like that!
My grandson is driving 150miles to dig for us tomorrow, so I must see what we have in the freezer. I suppose he'll want to eat?????????????
Backson as Wol would say.
Did you know the Russians have translated/adapted ViniPukh without acknowledgement, because their laws say they don't have to pay royalties. May have got that wrong....

Dig