Frigi-there

Will I have a fridge for New Year? It seems so, YES!

No thanks to Darty, however. I went there last night and waited, a lone figure in a sea of white cases. I might still be waiting had I not given up after ten minutes, the lack of sales assistants a glaringly obvious cause of sliding sales... However, not wishing my feet to become petrified to the floor, or die of starvation before I was served, I went to Carrouf instead.

In Carrouf, I immediately found the sales assistant and showed him the fridge I wanted which, joy of joys, was on promotion. I advised him of my dire need for it to be delivered before Thursday because there was no way I could cope fridge-less over New Year. He must have understood my plight, because he said he would check the stock. Unfortunately, there were none, only the more expensive white version (not on promo) and ordering from the depot wouldn't get it to me until Friday.

So I suggested that I could have the one on display, and have it delivered on Wednesday. He hummed and ha'd a bit but I did more helpless, desperate female act, which wasn't difficult as it was exactly how I felt, and he said that would be okay.

So, Cinderella, you will go to the ball, and I will have a fridge for New Year. The thought of preparing party meals with no fridge was just a nightmare, and I was on the point of cancelling everything and retiring to my bed with a temperature and bottle of gin. No need, however, YIPPEE!

All I have to do now is clear out the existing fridge, clean underneath and get it ready to be carted off. No small task as it's covered in magnetic letters and bits and bobs on the top (cake stands, empty jars, roasting tin...), all dusty and needing a new home. The bin beckons for most of it... I'd much rather have those magnetic words that you can make into poetry or a little story now that the boys are older. They never did play with the letters. Visitors to the house (such as NG) used them way more than the boys! Ah well, all one can do is provide the means to improvement. You can't force it down.

I'm now looking forward with pleasure to the next couple of days (even though I have to venture out shopping tomorrow afternoon...!) instead of with pure horror and dread. It's the little things... 511litres worth that make all the difference.

School's Out Again!

My boys came back from two weeks holiday on April 27. Barely two weeks later they have another 5 days off, 5.5 if you include this afternoon. How come? Well tomorrow is a holiday - the teachers have opted to be off on Friday, and despite the fact that Monday is not supposed to be a holiday any more, the teachers are taking Monday off too. Then, just for good measure they are going on strike on Thursday.

My place of work does not take either Friday or Monday off, so I am obliged to dig into my holiday time and take vacation days. I am not impressed. Furthermore, it's going to rain on Friday so we won't even be able to go and laze about on the beach.

In other news, my tele table has arrived, and I think I have correctly installed the tele and hifi in their new home. The connections were rather tortuous so it'll be a bit touch and go if they all work. I have two dvd players one of which was bought as a surround system and the other de-zoned. The player part of the surround one doesn't work any more but the amplifier part does so I have an annoying excess of players but I'll have to go out and buy another surround system if I want to get rid of the extra one. That's not exactly on my list of priorities right now.

I've just had to buy a new kettle and toaster because my old kettle caught fire rather dramatically. It was a crappy thing from Norma and the automatic safety cut-off obviously didn't work, so it carried on heating even though there was no water and the inevitable happened. As the toaster also came from crappy Norma I chucked it out too. I then went to Darty and bought a new set. There at least you can rely on their products working properly and not posing a fire hazard! The house could so easily have gone up in flames. It was pretty scary.

Pretty scary too this evening was a man in a car who couldn't be bothered to go round the roundabout by Intermarché and wanted to just turn left, at a nearly blind corner. Just as he was turning a car came along from the left and tooted him crossly as well he might. Undetered, guy in front waited until he'd gone and then turned left. I really hoped he'd have an accident then I could be a witness and grass him up, the twat.