Today, while I waited for the lady from Shaw Trust Employment and Training Agency to ring back so that I could arrange for phone interviews to take place on MJ's behalf while he is barred from the building (long story. The upshot is that he has started taking his medication again) I decided to run a little experiment.
I wanted to find out what it would taste like to mix Coca-Cola (naughty sugar) with my usual tipple, Pepsi-Max (even more naughty chemical laden sweetners instead of sugar).
The results were...interesting.
Not particularly pleasant, though: shan't be doing that again.
Also today, a man turned up to look at our defective boiler.
As we had been given no warning that he was coming the room hadn't been emptied (again), but at the sight of the clutter, Boiler Man was undaunted. I did not, he assured me smilingly, have to move everything out. Nay, I did not have to move ANYthing out; he was certain that he would manage just fine, no problem.
Fear not, pretty lady; for I, Boiler Man, am here. =cue heroic pose=
(Well, alright, he didn't actually say that last part. But considering the mountain of debris he had to clamber over - which he did. And cheerfully, no less - he may as well have done. I was certainly impressed.)
The visit lasted a grand total of seven minutes. Turns out our boiler needed water in its tank. So he put some in, ran a few safety checks and presto! We have hot water, which is lovely.
It's been really annoying having to wait for two kettles to boil every morning just to do the washing up.....
.....Which is not a massively big problem in the overall scheme of things, of course.
Just...annoying.
Alice x
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