Getting Back To Normal
After yesterday’s disaster on getting to Doncaster, which was compounded by Ipswich playing extremely well and winning three-nil, things seem to be getting back to normal.
They are dual-handed on BBC Breakfast with Naga Munchetty and Jon Kay.
Even our cricketers are doing better!
But I’ve still got a long list of things to sort out.
My e-mail and e-commerce computer has a missing R on the keyboard. I think a USB keyboard and mouse will solve that one.
I’m typing this on my other computer, which I hate because it’s Windows 7 and Office 2010, which is just another case of fiddling and is far inferior for my purposes to Vista and Office 2007. I also hate the keyboard on this computer, as the Delete key is in the wrong place amongst many design faults. Can’t they leave well enough alone. All PCs and laptops must have the same keyboard! It should be the law!
I’m also virtually typing in the dark, as I have this computer at the other end of the table, and Jerry’s lights are crap. I need to grow another pair of hands, so I can put the Anglepoise up at this end of the table. When I first saw this house, I said that the lights must be replaced, but short of tearing down the ceiling, no-one seems to have any idea on how to do it. Obviously, Jerry used to walk around with a miner’s helmet on.
I must hope that the plumber can get over to fix my heating system. It’s just nineteen in here.
The humidity is up to forty six, which is better, but that is due to my little humidifier, I bought at John Lewis. The humidifier, I hired at great expense has failed.
One of the weird things about this house is that small electrical things fail. One of my Nokia 6310i’s needed repair and the menders thought I’d dropped it in water. I hadn’t. The latest casualty is an expensive mouse, which seems to have given up the ghost. It wouldn’t even let me change the battery, as it seemed to have glued itself solid. So I’m using an old fashioned USB mouse shared between my two computers. And both have their USB ports on the left, which means the cable runs in front of me and constantly gets tangled up in my dressing gown.
Life could be worse!
The Anonymous Widower 
Life is all about your perspective. A damp house can bring health problems though. There may be a need to take on the dampness once and for all
Comment by frankly1900 | December 27, 2013 |
My house is actually two dry. Consequently, it sucks water out of my body, making me ill!
Comment by AnonW | December 27, 2013 |
If it isn’t one thing it is another !!! Sounds like a great excuse for a big cup of tea then!
Comment by frankly1900 | December 27, 2013
I’m just having one! Thanks
Comment by AnonW | December 27, 2013 |
How practical would it be for you to move to a better built house?
Comment by Liz P | December 27, 2013 |
Not very! The plumbers’s been here today and he feels as I do that winning is character forming. Anyway, I paid nowhere near the asking price for this house and I’ve hardly spent a quarter of what I saved.
We working at a big disadvantage in that there is no drawings or records of the under floor heating pipes.
So being a control engineer, I’ve got the system full on and seeing how long it takes to warm up. From that, we should know if there are enough underfloor pipes. If there isn’t we’ll have to develop Plan 9, as we’ve already gone through 2 to 8!
Comment by AnonW | December 27, 2013 |
I guess the challenge could be fun! I do hope you get it sorted though
Comment by Liz P | December 27, 2013 |