Hi Diddly Dee, an Actor's Life for Me
"Those who agree with us may not be right, but we admire their astuteness."
Cullen Hightower
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Grumpy
Our boiler's been on the blink for a while now, which is hardly surprising, seeing as it hasn't been serviced in a very long time. (Jul 2002 apparently - oops...) However, last night it truly gave up the ghost and this morning we had no hot water whatsoever. This did nothing to improve my already slightly grumpy mood - having to boil a kettle to have a strip wash in the sink is not really my idea of a good start to the day. I am clean, but I certainly don't feel it. On calling the boiler servicing people to make an appointment for tomorrow afternoon (I've got a hairdresser's appointment tomorrow morning - I have to get my priorities right!) I was told that they could only do between 11 and 2, which rather put a spanner in the works. The prospect of having no hot water until next week (I'm buggered if I'm paying emergency prices) was not filling me with joy. Oh, and with The Architect's sister's wedding on Friday, we could really do with a working shower for then. However, the nice lady on the end of the phone suggested that they get someone out at 7.30 tomorrow morning. This is not a joyful prospect either, but beggars can't be choosers, so we have an early start tomorrow. I was quite pleased when she told me their prices though - no callout charge and only £53 for the boiler service. Of course, if we need any parts then those will be extra, but it could be a lot worse. Hurrah for the nice boiler people! |
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14.9.05 10:22 |
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Bloggers on t'telly...
Apparently Channel 4 are doing a television adaptation of Belle de Jour, the book of which I reviewed here a while back. Should be interesting...
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14.9.05 10:58 |
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Oh bugger...
Well, at least today can only get better (please God...) The boiler man arrived at 7.30 prompt, had a look at the boiler, and told us that it was limescale in its innards that were causing the problem. Meaning that they have to flush it through with chemicals. A job which will take about 3 hours and cost £400. Plus a service. Plus a replacement valve. Plus VAT. *Gulp* Once we'd got over the shock, we had to laugh. The timing couldn't really have been much more perfectly wrong, bearing in mind that The Architect's sister is getting married at 1pm tomorrow - and he and the groom are staying at the flat tonight. You can just see it, can't you - 'No, T, you can't have a shower this morning. We only offered you a bed, after all. What do you mean it's your wedding day? Pfft!'
Update: The boiler men came round, spent 3 hours faffing around with flushing the system and replacing various parts - then broke the news that we still had no hot water. They'd got the heating to work (which I wasn't at all bothered about at that point in time) but could not get hot water whatever they did. However, they didn't charge me anything (phew!) In a panic, I phoned The Architect, advising him to book himself and the groom into a hotel for the night. However, before he managed to do this, I went and had a wee look at the boiler for myself. The guys had moved the switch from 'hot water only' to 'combined heating and hot water'. Just on a hunch, I switched it back - et voila! Hot water a-go-go... Will still have to get the boiler replaced, as it'll be pretty miserable in a month or so if we can only have heating OR hot water, but we have at least bought some time to shop around for a better deal, thank God. |
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15.9.05 08:24 |
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Lazy blogging
It's my birthday (please don't ask how old), and The Architect has said we shall go out for dinner this evening. So...suggestions for good restaurants please! I'm a west-end girl, so don't bother suggesting anything with an 'E' postcode or anything south of the river, as I won't go there. It's my birthday and I shall be picky if I want to. So there!
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19.9.05 10:07 |
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Multimedia message
Gardeners beware-there be giant spiders in them thar hills...
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21.9.05 10:16 |
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Homework
That's what I'm supposed to be doing. I should be drawing a life map for my nun character. It would help if I really understood what a life map was. It would also help if I had a bit more of an idea about my character than the fact that she is called Sister something or other and likes cooking. But at the moment I don't. So today I can mostly be found at sites like this and this, in a desperate attempt to put some flesh on my nun so that I can talk about her for 3 minutes this evening. And believe me, when you have very little to say, 3 minutes might as well be an eternity. Right, I'm going to Primark to find myself a costume. Work avoidance, moi? |
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22.9.05 12:32 |
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Cheeky Caaaahs...
My temp agency, that is. They're forever doing sneaky little fiddlings with the bookings. The latest one is that they had someone call up wanting someone from tomorrow through to Mon 17 Oct incl. I can do through to Fri 14th; but rather than calling the client and saying would they mind not having somebody for the 17th, I've been drawn into a mini-intrigue where I'm supposedly booked until the 17th, but the agency will then call the client a few days before the end of the booking and say that I've been offered a long-term booking which I can't turn down and so they'll have to have someone different for the last day of the booking. No skin off my nose - I'm going on holiday on the 15th whatever happens, and this does at least mean I'll have some spending money - but it does seem needlessly complicated. I'm obviously too straightforward - I'd make a rubbish recruitment consultant...
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27.9.05 15:27 |
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