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lucy and ludwig in the back garden
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british telecom are once again the bane of my life
i have spent years avoiding them at the bunker: making communication with them maria's hell but now VFAST can't get a wireless signal past the trees i'm back dealing with (lack-of) customer support in india
we are still without a phone-line or internet at the new place
today i got a text from BT to tell me the engineer had arrived and was working on installing the phone-line.
i texted the robot back to say 'you are lying: he is not here'
when he did turn up an hour later, it took the engineer 3 hours to work out he could not work it out and left leaving us without a phone-line.
bt texted again to say the engineer had finished the job and everything was working well.
peter came over to service the LPG on perou-mobile which was quite difficult as the catalytic converter had disintegrated and was rattling around inside the exhaust somewhere.
DTT to see andy about new catalytic converters and ALMOST left in a 1981 (black) corvette (aka batmobile) that's had my name on it for too long now.
drove to ikea in rush hour and spent an hour and £483 on a truck load of floor-standing shelving for sons' rooms
RTB to retouch human league till 1am
'sleeping' at the bunker is the exact opposite of sleeping in the middle of a forest