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Showing posts with label hot wiring. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hot wiring. Show all posts

Saturday, 15 October 2016

All Grown Up



I stay home this morning so that I can deal with British Gas who arrive to have a look at our recently broken thermostat while L heads off to the parkrun at far flung Rosliston on her own. She says making it there on her own, even without the help of that nicely irritating woman on my iphone, makes her feel all grown up.

British Gas aren't terribly impressed with our electrician’s hot wiring of the old thermostat. Tell me about it. We’re not terribly impressed with our electrician full stop but the BG man doesn’t want to hear my sob story and quickly fits a new one just to shut me up.

The jobs soon a good’un as they say and I take the dogs on park. Then I meet L at John Carroll where she has headed post-parkrun for Pilates. I’ve just come for a hot shower because obviously we don’t have one at home any more. Turns out she’s in the shower as well, so we could have saved water and shared. Instead I share with a couple of families who appear to have just turned up at the leisure centre purely to shower their offspring.

Then it’s Derby v Leeds, a tasty reintroduction for Steve McClaren’s first game back. McClaren has been apologising profusely for the last few days about pretty much anything he can think of that might have been his fault. Yep, probably even Brexit, Donald Trump and the making of the new Bridget Jones film are all down to Steve.

So a contrite McClaren doesn’t quite get the hostile reception he probably deserved just an indifferent one. The indifference is then eased by a rare Derby goal and an even rarer 1-0 win.

(Saturday 15th October)

Thursday, 13 October 2016

Phone A Friend



Another strip wash in the kitchen then onto the bus, it’s the beer festival tonight. Doggo is in his wardrobe and L has been for a run. She says she amazes herself sometimes. The workman will be here at some point.We hope.

When he does turn up, I speak to him about the heating. He’s says he’s going to phone a friend about it.

It is revealed that most swimmers are wasting their time. L tells me not to say ‘I told you so’.


Told you so. Even Adam Peaty doesn’t get fit in the pool he does hours pumping weights in the gym. 

The friend gets the heating going by hot wiring it and recommends we get British Gas in, who we have a contract with, to fix it properly. This bathroom renovation lark is all good fun.

After work I meet L in Nottingham and we head to the Robin Hood aka Nottingham Beer Festival.
Our beer selections are:-

Me
1. Funfair Cheshire Cat 4.9
2. Langwith Lord Humungous Porter 4.8
3. Castle Rock Traffic Street Specials #3 Double Barrel 4.3
4. Blue Monkey Chocolate Amaretto Gorilla 4.9
5. Lincoln Green Buttermuch 5.5
6. Grafton Chocolate Mint Delight 4.8
7. Totally Brewed Grand Papa Jangles - Barrel Aged 7.0
8. Robin Hood The Black Death 8.5

L
1. Funfair Cheshire Cat 4.9
2. Langwith Mozza 5.9
3. Castle Rock Traffic Street Specials #7 New Era 7.7
4. Blue Monkey Chocolate Amaretto Gorilla 4.9
5. Lincoln Green Buttermuch 5.5
6. Grafton Caramel Stout 4.8
7. Black Iris Rise And Shine 5.2

Seven of my eight are dark taking my beer trail up from number 87 to number 94.

(Thursday 13th October)