As I scoffed my brekkie
and watched DVDs I wondered if today was "Blue Box Friday".
I checked the website and found that it was. I also found that there
is an Ashford council recycling app. I downloaded it and shall fiddle
with it later.
I set off early to the
glazier to get the replacement shelf for the new wall unit. An small
glass shelf cost seventeen quid (!) There was a minor mishap
when I spent too long chatting and gassing with the people in the
glaziers that I actually left without picking up the glass shelf, but
it didn't take too long to go back and get it. Woops. Fortunately the
thing fits nicely where it should.
"Daddies Little
Angel TM" arrived. She was very excited
about her latest money making scheme - "Extreme Couponing".
She's been watching the Honey Boo Boo channel and had this theory
that she could save a load of money by using money-off coupons when
she goes shopping. She was rather vague about where these coupons
would come from; but had some idea that you could get them by being
pro-active. Personally I wish she's stop being pro-active and start
being quiet, but what do I know.
I suggested that when the
money-off coupons came through the letter box she might use the
coupons in the shops and not use them to line her guinea pigs' cage.
This idea came as something of a revelation, and she started looking
at the clutter that had just come through the door with a view to
saving on her next shopping bill.
We took the dogs for a
wander and came home via Pets at Home. I'd phoned them to see if they
had a starter unit for the fish tank light. They'd told me that they
had the one I needed, and even quoted a price. When I got the the
shop they were insistent that they didn't do starter units for fish
tank lights. They were adamant that no one had spoken with me on the
phone, and even showed me all the lighting section to prove that they
had none.
And so home where I had
more dealings with doombrains. I arrived home to find our new
recycling bins were being delivered. For some reason we only had half
the amount of bins that the neighbours had been given. I asked the
chaps doing the delivering why this was. They didn't know and fetched
the supervisor. This half-wit (and that is a kind description)
told me that bins were allocated following a review of the amount of
waste put out by each individual house. I asked said half-wit how
such an analysis of rubbish output could be conducted, bearing in
mind that on bin days we have been putting our rubbish in a pile with
rubbish from several other houses. He had no answer, so I phoned the
council and complained. Half-wit will be dispatched with more bins
for us.
Interestingly these bins
were put in our garden; somewhere that previously bin men have never
dared to tread. Hopefully in this new world order of bin collections
they will actually be able to collect the bins rather than just
leaving them like they have done in the past.
I spent an afternoon
doing dull washing and ironing and sorting undercrackers, and then
set off to astro club. An interesting talk; a chance to meet up with
friends. I won a voucher for the chip shop in the raffle. good times.
Mind you attendance at
astro club is down on what it has been. I wonder why - I think it's
every bit as good as it ever was.
Meanwhile, unlike
trans-Atlantic knees, my knee seems to be on the mend. I shall be
grateful for small mercies...
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