Stuff Michael Meeks is doing

J. disappeared early to the conference, leaving me with four small girls to entertain - put up a shelf & mirror in the bathroom. Got E. into bed and asleep.
Early lunch, and set too at the dish washer. It'd be really good if there was a way to tip it over, to fiddle with, that didn't involve mopping water up for ages. Unfortunately the infernal machine has decided it is far easier to only clean, already clean things - with some sort of anaemic rotor non-rotation; most annoying.
Distracted by taking the babes into Cambridge to play in Cherry Hinton park, then picked up J. at Downing. On to collect some fish & chips for dinner, put babes to bed.
Bit the bullet, and dismantled the D/W pump - it seems my previous fix, almost exactly two years ago has only held off failure by a little - worse, I used a ferrous screw - so it rusted. Replaced the packer with a larger bit of brass screw, and added a washer to help seal it again. Re-assembled everything. Unfortunately we now seem to have an interesting wear problem - with the new washer audibly eating into the nylon pump housing - bother. With uncertain long term prospects, at least one set of crockery was cleaned reasonably - there is a limit to how much partially dissolved washing powder I can cope with in my tea.