Normality Beckons
That may be a good name for our new house, perhaps with "from far off" in parentheses (that's brackets for those who don't know (you know who you are)) - Normality Beckons that is.
Anyway, the move went very well and everything is almost where it should be - even if it still is in a box. Nuff Respec to Mrs Evo who I have to say took the brunt of most of the planning, organising and doing - what with my back and workload etc - but seriously, she made everything look so easy, even though it wasn't. And the 4 guys who came and did the shifting about were pretty amazing too - quick, quiet, unobtrusive and didn't even drink much tea.
But then it wasn't all without event. The vendor has lost the key to the safe and has promised to send lock smith around shortly to get us into it. Every door in the house has 1, 2 or 3 keys to it. Many of these keys are locked in the safe but we are managing.
Then there's Orange. The only place I can get a signal is in the bedroom or the trampoline - must be the mattress springs acting as aerials? It's hopeless. I have to continually divert my calls to the home phone (which remains the same btw). Has anyone heard of an amplifier for a mobile signal? Orange won't tell me where to get them but have alluded to their existence. I need Gandalf to give me a clue!
Oh - the TV - that was a disaster - the terrestrial aerial seemed not to be working and the Sky man, booked for the day after we moved, came to the wrong address and had to be rebooked. The first week we had no telly. That was probably a good exercise actually but then when Sky did come, he couldn't do anything without running a cable all over the place which I don't think we are allowed to do in a listed building so I have to get an independent cable guy in - or something - that will not happen for another month. But the sky man did at least fix our aerial so we can watch big brother - and the news and such. There's this great bit in one of Sam's bedtime stories that this just reminded me of, it's called Serious Sadie. Mum and dad want to watch something funny on TV but Sadie wants to watch the news. "Oh Sadie, we can watch the news later" says mum, "I know" (counters Sadie) "and we will". I suppose you have to be there.
And then there was broadband. Not too bad, but I did have to reorder the change of address twice and they have still connected us to the wrong line but as you can see it is now up and running. And so, normality is indeed beckoning.
Anyway, the move went very well and everything is almost where it should be - even if it still is in a box. Nuff Respec to Mrs Evo who I have to say took the brunt of most of the planning, organising and doing - what with my back and workload etc - but seriously, she made everything look so easy, even though it wasn't. And the 4 guys who came and did the shifting about were pretty amazing too - quick, quiet, unobtrusive and didn't even drink much tea.
But then it wasn't all without event. The vendor has lost the key to the safe and has promised to send lock smith around shortly to get us into it. Every door in the house has 1, 2 or 3 keys to it. Many of these keys are locked in the safe but we are managing.
Then there's Orange. The only place I can get a signal is in the bedroom or the trampoline - must be the mattress springs acting as aerials? It's hopeless. I have to continually divert my calls to the home phone (which remains the same btw). Has anyone heard of an amplifier for a mobile signal? Orange won't tell me where to get them but have alluded to their existence. I need Gandalf to give me a clue!
Oh - the TV - that was a disaster - the terrestrial aerial seemed not to be working and the Sky man, booked for the day after we moved, came to the wrong address and had to be rebooked. The first week we had no telly. That was probably a good exercise actually but then when Sky did come, he couldn't do anything without running a cable all over the place which I don't think we are allowed to do in a listed building so I have to get an independent cable guy in - or something - that will not happen for another month. But the sky man did at least fix our aerial so we can watch big brother - and the news and such. There's this great bit in one of Sam's bedtime stories that this just reminded me of, it's called Serious Sadie. Mum and dad want to watch something funny on TV but Sadie wants to watch the news. "Oh Sadie, we can watch the news later" says mum, "I know" (counters Sadie) "and we will". I suppose you have to be there.
And then there was broadband. Not too bad, but I did have to reorder the change of address twice and they have still connected us to the wrong line but as you can see it is now up and running. And so, normality is indeed beckoning.
posted by Evo1 at 10:18 AM
11 Comments:
as for orange, why not change to another network but keep your existing number, i was told once that if you change networks but insist on bringing your number with you they have to oblige.
I think that's right Phil.
Unfortunately, having just signed up to a new 12 month contract, we would also have to oblige in paying the bill for 12 months as well :(
So when is the house warming party then??? From what I've heard about your house we could all drink and crash over too given the size of the place :) (even the size of our clan). Or even better why not organise a party at your mums whilst she away. I could crawl home from there.
So when is the house warming party then??? From what I've heard about your house we could all drink and crash over too given the size of the place :) (even the size of our clan). Or even better why not organise a party at your mums whilst she away. I could crawl home from there.
yeah we could have a good party at maureens cos even the budgie.......sorry cockatiel has gone to barbaras so it cant tell them who was there
why not get a pay as you go phone for a different network (even a cheap one would do) and when you are in residence, divert calls to that phone, therefore freeing up the home phone
and as for the house warming, with your connections surely you must know some jehovahs witnesses, well invite them and me and mark can corner them and preach the bible according to hugh heffner to them, giving them a taste of thier own medicine.
There are many crosses for the born again Christian to bare. One of the pluses though is that JWs know better than to talk to us. Too difficult to explain things like if there are only 144000 people going to heaven and 144000 JWs have already died, what on Earth are they doing with their lives?
Also, if they espouse the fact that a false prophet is someone whose prophesy does not come true (bad news for my dad) and also, every few years or so, they prophesy the end of the world, why are they still standing here talking (invariably of course, by this time, they wouldn't be).
I'll bare the PAYG idea in mind, at the moment, I've settled for diverting to the works phone.
The House warming will be coming up shortly. I'll blog and let you all know how it went. ;o)
you wont need to tell us how it went cos your dad will tell everyone when it is and we will all turn up
you wont need to tell us how it went cos your dad will tell everyone when it is and we will all turn up
as for the jovos, funniest thing i ever did with them was when some knocked on our door and i said to them........before you start may i tell you a little story, when i was young we lived 2 doors away from a church, i used to listen to the bells on a sunday morning and thought they were nice......one jovo said yes they are.......i said hang on not finished, when my dad was home from sea he used to complain about the bells, i never knew why, jovo said.............well some people dont appreciate things of beauty.........i said not finished. when i got a little older i used to go out on the piss on a saturday night then i knew why my dad hated them bells now f*** off, eeee his face was a picture.
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