Why is it that whenever I work from home, it seems to be a day where everyone and their uncle arrive?
So far today we’ve had the local Avon lady call, and the postman with some sodding huge package for Herself that needed to be signed for.
This is a totally common occurrence – I’m at home, we get spudloads of people knocking on the door. I don’t mind too much, it keeps things varied – it does, however, drive Hound fucking barmy.
Once more, it’s time for the car to get its MOT test. That means I’ve had the car three years now – how time flies.
No idea how it’ll do – pretty much all of it should be fine. And if anything’s wrong on the front nearside, I’ll be exceptionally displeased.
[Updated : Report back from the garage - I've got a knackered brake caliper on the rear, so that's getting replaced.]
Amazingly, D4D™ now contains no less than 890,775 words.
I was asked by the owner of Arena Flowers for a link to them. So here it is, a link to Arena Flowers. Who are, apparently, lovely and professional.
