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Joules, trusted by... dozens... to make a drama out of your crisis...
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I live to write. It's not wise to get in my way.
August 2011: the earlier posts in this blog are a mess, the result of me changing the format some time ago. I'm working to edit the entire blog from the beginning, but with over 4K posts and sodall time for such luxuries it's going to take a while... [02/09/16 - Now reached 09/10/2004][20/03/2019 - giving up. I don't have enough time to update the blog atm, let alone edit old entries!]
If you come across any words you don't recognise in this blog, take a look at the Taylorspeke Glossary in the left-hand infopane, you'll usually find a definition there.
First, a recommendation. Dive over to The Jonathan Day Fiction Site and try some of the stories. I love this author's writing - it's funny, bitingly witty, dryly incisive, chilling, and deliciously subversive by turns. Absolutely well worth a look!
Friday, July 08, 2005
... aaaand the fridge engineer cometh (yes, they changed the appointment to this week. Does this mean we're favoured or just notorious?), told us the thermostat was set too high (meaning that the freezer didn't have time to do its frost-free thing before the motor cut in and started it freezing up again) - and turned it down from where the previous engineer (our usual one, the one we're almost on first name terms with by now) had set it when he told us that was right for our little kitchen and the appliance's position therein...
And if the flashing-amber-light happens again, he's recommended changing the sensor module.
Let's see. We got the replacement fridge-freezer last August. Since then, it's had a new fridge door, been completely regassed, had the doodah thingie that keeps the water channel open for the auto-defrost redone, and we now have the possibility of a replacement sensor module. Does this sound reasonable for what was supposed to be an expensive new appliance? No, we don't think so either.
Waiting to hear from Trading Standards.
A few days ago I ordered a credit check with experian. It's something we do every couple of years, just to check all's well. Strictly speaking we wouldn't normally have done it until next year, but just recently we've been getting the phone bills for some pig-ignorant little bastard who thought it was funny to give our address as his own, and I wanted to check that there was nothing suspicious on our credit records. There isn't - with experian, at any rate. I should really check the other two UK agencies: it's only £2 per report and you can order online these days. Heh, maybe next week...
We've been sending the bills back, pointing out this fraudulent little jerk doesn't live here, but the message obviously hadn't got through to the billing company - the last bill threatened referral to a debt collection agency (no I didn't open it, that's illegal, but peering down the side of the envelope window I could see some of the words). So back it went, with a proper letter this time, and we've referred the matter to the police. [sigh] Was there ever a time when my life was easy? Luckily this sort of fraud is so common these days there are a variety of safeguards in place to protect the innocent...
On a more positive note, I've finally made an appointment to get my eyes checked next Monday (should have done it back in March but I've been a bit busy...) Pretty sure I need new work glasses: by the time I close down these days (er, nights) my eyes are stinging and watering quite painfully.
Kai gets this year's school report today - that'll be interesting! And the new John Cabot prospectus and application form has arrived: will get that completed and off to them over the weekend. Still need to find him some IQ tests to have fun with, must remember to search after I've posted this.
... you know, sometimes it's a miracle I ever find the time to get any of my own work done. Just as well I don't need (much) sleep...
Have now heard from the two London friends, who are fine, so that's one less stress-item on the list.
Back to it - if I can remember what 'it' I was actually doing...