General Chat

Remember the thread about Karma? Here it is in action. Sis in law phoned 10 minutes ago to say they are on their way over to drop off some CDs. Am I dressed? No. Did i take my make up off last night? No. Is downstairs a tip? Yes. I've just hurled the debris in the bin and the rest is shoved into a cupboard. Too late for a shower and hairwash so I shall feign a slight illness. Have scraped the paint off my face and they will see me without make up. Anyone living in Warwickshire brace yourselves for the shrieks of horror as they see what I really look like. Gwynne

Well - when I eventually found the right phone number last night it had a real live human being on the end. (HONEST). The man was laughing at me so much when I told him that the meter screen said call for help and I did - I stood in the garden shouting 'Help' and not one person came that he put me down for first call out today.

:-) Joy

You got a gasman to come out on a Sunday morning????? Wow, I'm impressed, I can't get them out on a weekday, let alone the weekend! Maybe the old boiler's not looking so bad after all :))) Mandy :)

Can always rely on you for a damn good laugh!! It's one of the reasons I love ya!! Maz x :p

Couldnt answer straight away had to run to the loo, Not really laughing honest lol tears down my face . Sorry Wendy lol Never mind the day can only get better Linda

LOL Wendy. Who clears up before they go to bed on a Saturday night? Not me. Jean x.

Never fails Does it? You don't have to see him again so relax. I'll tidy up later, or maybe tomorrow! Deanna :-0)

I knew I could count on you for support.

*falls about laughing*

The nice man from Transco has been out to have a little chat with the quantum meter (turns out the meter was faulty) He very kindly replaced the meter, told me I can't use the card I spent lots of pennies having charged up yesterday and said a new one would be sent out. So far so good. THEN he insisted on coming in and 'charging up the boiler' Naturally I thought this was slightly cheeky - OK, so my hair is doing it's own thing this morning based on pictures of electric shock victims but did he have to be SO personal. We cleared up the *ahem* misunderstanding when he explained it was the gas boiler not the old boiler he wanted to get his hands on. I desperately fought to keep him out of the house insisting I was perfectly capable of resetting the doodah (I could tell he was secretly impressed with my knowledge of the technical terms) but he came in anyway. THAT MAN SAW THE STATE OF MY HOUSE ! I warbled on frantically varying the story between burglary and hoping to win the Turner Prize judges over with my still life art installation when he grinned at me in that horrible KNOWING sort of way. I am still blushing now - I almost tidied up before I went to bed last night but thought 'Nah - no-ones going to see it' How wrong I was. Ladies - it's too late for me but save yourselves - tidy up!!!