blimey …
Last time I was tested, it was 94 wpm, and the agency didn’t quite believe it …
Last time I was tested, it was 94 wpm, and the agency didn’t quite believe it …
Well, we’ve just watched episode 3, and I wept buckets.
Ghod knows what awaits us at the end of episode 5 …
perlmonger and I went to Swansea today, to pick up these speaker stands from eBay. We were not pleased, when we returned from a 160 mile round trip, to find that the carpet spikes, which should be supplied with the stands, are missing. No doubt there will be protracted wrangling with the vendor, and we’ll end up without the damn things, and the stands are unusable without.
Still while we were in Welsh Wales, we picked up kalunina’s cashmas gift, with which we are well pleased. And we did something we very rarely do – we had a Burger King. I feel ashamed really, but I’d only had a bowl of porridge all day, and it was cold, and there it was. We had a Three Pepper thing, which actually wasn’t too bad. And we drove home across the Brecons in the winter sun, and to a spectacular sunset across the Severn Bridge, which was also nice.
Yesterday, we blitzed the living room which was an absolute *tip*, and took a car load of stuff to the tip – all the boxes from the new equipment, which I didn’t want to leave out for the recyclers, the plastic bottles, etc. Then over to Woolworths for a couple of bits, and a quick trip into Next, where perlmonger *bought some new trousers* – and a shirt! And I bought a nice green woolly sweater. Then off to our favourite local restaurant for .. well, not lunch really, but a 4 p.m. meal.
Should anyone care about the rest of the week… it’s here
We are off for seasonal drinkies with the Bristol noo meeja massif. We _were_ going to High Wycombe to see a (potential) client at the crack of 9 a.m. tomorrow, but he has postponed till Thursday, so there may be an extra bucket of Pinot Grigio this evening.
In other news, we watched the remake of Hairspray last night – gloriously feel good. See it.
Later all.
We can buy online and pay when we collect! So tomorrow, Fishponds here I come. Panasonic television is reserved till close of business tomorrow, *and* we get the online price, saving 60 quid!
Attentive readers will know that we have been pursuing an insurance claim. The replacement Bowers & Wilkins speakers arrived yesterday, and are fine. The old, much beloved speakers of perlmonger have been Freecycled, as has the broken amp (which has also been replaced).
That just left the television – and yesterday morning, a little plastic card arrived for us to go shopping in Currys.
We have a local youth club waiting for the old set, and it’s very irritating having only one working SCART socket, so we thought we’d nip (or pop) down to our local branch to pick up the Panasonic we’d selected.
We left the house at 12:10, and the branch is about 10 minutes drive away. We got home at 14:30 …
The first 45 minutes or so was spent waiting for a salesperson to come near the televisual section. There appeared to be very few staff in the store, and they must have lost a fair few sales – we’d have left, but we had no choice about where to shop. Eventually, a helpful chap came along, took our order, checked stock and went upstairs to “the cage”. And returned telling us that the warehouse manager wouldn’t let the only in stock model go, because “it had a scratch on the screen”.
He then helpfully spent 15 minutes ringing round all the local branches to see if they had this model in. They didn’t. Further investigation showed that Currys as a whole were expecting 142 sets on Friday. No, we couldn’t put in an advance order. We went back to the television section, but didn’t see anything we liked as much, so we returned to the cash desk to get them to make a note of what we wanted, so they could give us a call. The woman there wrote it on a piece of paper – not in a book, or anything – so I doubt we’ll ever hear from them again.
By now, we’d been there about 1.5 hours. But foolishly, we decided that we’d buy the new TomTom we wanted – a 720, with Traffic. Off she went to look at the shelves. No 720s with Traffic. So off she went to look in “the cage”. No 720s with Traffic.
We lost the will to live, but we’d come so far … she decided to look in the locked display cabinet in case one was lurking in there. But – where were the keys? 20 minutes later, she found the keys.
SUCCESS! We have a TomTom 720 with Traffic.
We came home, and ate a (very) late lunch, wondering to each other how such a store can make a profit. Their IT systems are rubbish, their stores are understaffed and chaotic. All the staff we did deal with were courteous and pleasant, but clearly thoroughly demoralised.
And you know what? – I did a search online when I got home, and the Currys in Fishponds Road has stock. I think I’ll go up there tomorrow.
It’s no wonder people shop online …
In the general drudgery of Monday to Friday, just now and again you get a day that goes really nicely. And yesterday was one such. In no particular order:
So that was all rather nice. Today we battled out in the rain to the greasy spoon, the greengrocer, the farm shop, and the station, to collect the aforementioned usurious tikkits.
Tomorrow, LibDem xmas lunch. The rest of the weekend is going to be spodding, I think.
Was topped out by a Show of Hands gig last night. Regular readers will know that this is one of my absolute favourite bands, particularly live – we have seen them loads of times.
About 10 days ago, Steve Knightly, one of the Hands announced that his 6 year old son, Jack, had leukaemia. The first four dates of the tour were cancelled, then Phil and Miranda (the others) picked it up and did the show on their own. No problem with that – seen him and Miranda many times, and it’s always an excellent evening.
As it happens, Jack is in Bristol Children’s Hospital, so Steve actually did the gig last night (the only night of the tour he is performing) – and what an evening. Palpable emotion from audience and stage, and Steve’s solo encore brought tears to many hoary old eyes. Including mine. Lyrics below cut