I slept well again, and again no condensation in the
CPAP hose. Result.
I made toast and once I’d connected my lap-top to the
internet via my mobile I had a look-see on-line. There’s consternation in New Romney where someone
who is mentally ill has been re-homed back to New Romney. I can’t work out
whether this person is actually a menace or whether there’s just a witch hunt
being staged by worried residents. Either way it highlights the ongoing issue
in adult mental health care. The government claims to be on the case and is conducting a review… one that isn’t
planning to come up with any suggestions for at least three years. I can’t
pretend to have been a fan of the previous government, but this current one
isn’t showing itself to be any improvement.
I munzed and wordled and as everyone else got up I got
dressed and went to scrape the ice from the car. It scraped easier than it did
yesterday. We got dogs into coats and onto leads and set off. As we drove Steve
was on the radio doing the Guess the Lyrics competition. We had no idea, but it
turned out it was from the song
“January” by the group Pilot. That song
always reminds me of a chap at primary school. I won’t name him, but looking
back it was quite plain that even aged ten he was “good with colours”
and “baked a moist sponge”. But despite being far from the most macho in
our school he got into a scrap through an argument about the lyrics of that
song.
We got to Dog Club. Despite it being so cold that the
mud was frozen we had a dozen dogs show up. Everyone played nicely; we had no
squabbles or spats. Toward the end Bailey was shivering so Sue was cuddling
her; I popped her inside my coat. Bailey is a worry; she is so small she feels
the cold. But late at night despite the temperature she wants to spend ages in
the garden and never shivers then.
As it seems to do these days, Dog Club over-run
somewhat. We got into the car to hear the final clue for the Mystery Year
competition on the radio. A Marc Almond/Gene Pitney collaboration…
surely that was *much* earlier than 1989? It wasn’t but it certainly
seems it to me.
We came home and had a cuppa and a bun, and the phone
rang. The broadband man had just had a cancellation. Could he come to us early?
Yes please.
The nice man came and took one look at the socket into
which the router plugs and announced that had to go. He put in a new socket
then plugged our router into something or other and updated the software in our
SkyQ box. And then he announced that everything was working fine, looked at his
list of appointments for today and said it was odd that so many houses so close
together were having the same issue.
He then phoned the Openreach people who said there was
an issue at their end which was due to be fixed by ten o’clock on Monday
evening.
We all sighed, and the nice Sky man went on his way
just before mid-day… interestingly despite the email I’d had yesterday at no
point did I need the My Sky app, my Sky ID login or password. That was a load
of unnecessary arse-ache yesterday, wasn’t it?
The plan for today had been to have a bit of a tidy up in
the back room, so that’s what I did. I got four bin bags of stuff I don’t want
together for the tip and an old office chair (which must be over twenty
years old) disassembled and ready to go as well.
I found some old photos too. A trip
to a theme park somewhere, to the London Dungeon, to the Hitch Hiker’s Guide to
the Galaxy exhibition at the Science Museum…
I was only sorting stuff for about three hours, but at the
end I was worn out.
As I tidied I saw the broadband had come back on-line
at about two o’clock. I sat and having found some old exam papers from the
mid-eighties I wrote up some CPD.
“er indoors TM” made some rather
good soup and we scoffed it whilst watching the New Year’s episode of “Bake
Off”. And then the internet dropped again. I phoned the Sky people again.
The chap I spoke with was rather helpful but seemed to want to get me to change
my password for no reason that I could fathom. Eventually I got him to look at
the broadband issue. After a little fiddling about it turned out that the
ongoing Openreach issue hadn’t been properly fixed. It will be fixed soon. Or
so I’m told. In the meantime we’ve been offered full fibre internet to be
installed at the end of the month.
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