Okay this is probably going to be the only time I ever set a record. But then again never say never cos I might just surprise you!
Just come off the phone from a call by Kelly at British Gas. Went something like this:
K. I'm just calling about your annual boiler service.
MB. Oh yes what slots do you have available?
K. Well we really need to do it asap can will you be in until 6pm today I can send a service engineer round today.
MB. No its like too short notice.
K. (Sounds of desperation in her voice) tomorrow - anytime tomorrow? Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday? Listen how about the morning of Christmas Eve???
MB. Actually, I do have a life - I do run a business and I'm not going to drop everything out because an organisation the size of British Gas can't get their act in to gear and provide work for their staff.
Okay, I told her I'd contact them in the New Year.
Girl can dream though can't she?
Thursday 17 December 2009
Surprise Surprise
I know I set this blog up and then life gets in the way. Just by a fluke I decided I was going to post to find out I've won some blog candy from another blogger.
Do you ever think I'll get to the stage of giving out blog candy or even having more than 5 people read my profound mumblings?
Ahhh far too deep for strange Thursday a week before Christmas. So far I've had a Waitrose delivery with one substitution. Now I wanted a pie for dinner weight 560grms. So why on earth did the store picker when it was out of stock substitute it with one weighing 210 grms. The family will go without food tonight then.
Why didn't I spot it?
Well I had the night from hell being woken by Daddy Bear coming to bed at some ungodly hour after watching the cricket. To then be woken from my slumbers by my tripod blowing off the bedroom windsill (where it was outside) and my plastic greenhouse blowing in all directions.
It was only after I jumped out of bed that I remembered I don't have a tripod and I put the greenhouse in the shed months ago. Still it seemed real at the time.
Its lack of sleep I'm not really mad ........
Do you ever think I'll get to the stage of giving out blog candy or even having more than 5 people read my profound mumblings?
Ahhh far too deep for strange Thursday a week before Christmas. So far I've had a Waitrose delivery with one substitution. Now I wanted a pie for dinner weight 560grms. So why on earth did the store picker when it was out of stock substitute it with one weighing 210 grms. The family will go without food tonight then.
Why didn't I spot it?
Well I had the night from hell being woken by Daddy Bear coming to bed at some ungodly hour after watching the cricket. To then be woken from my slumbers by my tripod blowing off the bedroom windsill (where it was outside) and my plastic greenhouse blowing in all directions.
It was only after I jumped out of bed that I remembered I don't have a tripod and I put the greenhouse in the shed months ago. Still it seemed real at the time.
Its lack of sleep I'm not really mad ........
Thursday 10 December 2009
Not a good blogger
Mmm well I set up this blog and then forgot to make public my post - doh!
I will get the hang of blogging
I will get the hang of blogging
I will ....
... well you get the message.
Okay got to go cook dinner for Daddi Bear - loves ya xx
I will get the hang of blogging
I will get the hang of blogging
I will ....
... well you get the message.
Okay got to go cook dinner for Daddi Bear - loves ya xx
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