The old bat down stairs has burned her dinner again :-(
My flat, as usual, stinks of her burnt meal.
I really wish her family would hurry up and put her in a home. When I lived in Scotland, the old boy downstairs from me burned his dinner twice in a couple of months and ended up in a home. So, twice or more a week every week should have got her downstairs in a home by now...
It really is unpleasant having to suffer the stench from below several times a week.
Tuesday, 26 February 2008
Car Problems Continued... :-(
Car wouldn't start when I wanted to leave work so had to e the RAC out...
It's now at the garage to get a new alternator -- more expense :-(
RAC man confirmed that the alternator wasn't charging and strted me with a battery pack and disconnected that and followed me to the garage. Just as well he did follow me as I stalled on the way and he then left the battery pack connected to my battery and had me finish the journey with the battery pack to power the car. It was a bit scary when I stalled as I was in the fast lane on a busy dual carriageway.
It's now at the garage to get a new alternator -- more expense :-(
RAC man confirmed that the alternator wasn't charging and strted me with a battery pack and disconnected that and followed me to the garage. Just as well he did follow me as I stalled on the way and he then left the battery pack connected to my battery and had me finish the journey with the battery pack to power the car. It was a bit scary when I stalled as I was in the fast lane on a busy dual carriageway.
Monday, 25 February 2008
"Being Human" on BBC3...
Was watching TV and channel surfing last night on cable and stumbled on a programme called "Being Human" on BBC3. As Virgin seem to have lost all of Saturday on Catch-up, I couldn't watch Casualty tonight so, looked for this programme (I had planned to wait and watch it with R as he likes one of the actors he played the junior officer on the Titanic spaceship on the Dr Who Christmas special and was in "The History Boys" as well).
It was really good :-) pity it's not a series and just a one off...
http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b0090xff
Oh, and it seemed to be set in Bristol :-)
It was really good :-) pity it's not a series and just a one off...
http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b0090xff
Oh, and it seemed to be set in Bristol :-)
Valentines...
I was just getting to the stage that I may tidy away my Valentines card that R gave me.
It's so sweet that I decided to take a digital photo of it to share it with the world :-)
Not sure if I should photograph the one I gave him (it got left here on display for another week as it was forgotten in the getting to the bus station drama) as it's more laddish than romantic...
Car Problems :-( continued
Car started with the battery having been charged butr did judder a bit on the way to work and on the way back a few times each way.
Checked with a colleague the voltages I need to check to make sure the alternator is working. Haven't checked as some cunt has parked taking up the only 2 off street parking spaces left (only 3 spaces and they hog 2! Grrrrrr!).
I'm not bending down at the back of the car with a meter when I'm parked on the street -- I'll have to wait until the cunt shifts -- no idea who they are as I've never seen the car before.
Maybe the cunt reads this blog? The car got moved so, I've parked off street and done the checks with a meter -- looks like the Alternator is the problem :-( I'll have to take the car to the garage :-(
Checked with a colleague the voltages I need to check to make sure the alternator is working. Haven't checked as some cunt has parked taking up the only 2 off street parking spaces left (only 3 spaces and they hog 2! Grrrrrr!).
I'm not bending down at the back of the car with a meter when I'm parked on the street -- I'll have to wait until the cunt shifts -- no idea who they are as I've never seen the car before.
Maybe the cunt reads this blog? The car got moved so, I've parked off street and done the checks with a meter -- looks like the Alternator is the problem :-( I'll have to take the car to the garage :-(
Sunday, 24 February 2008
Car Problems :-( and bus-catching drama...
The problems with the car weren't dirty fuel :-(
Went out to the car to drive R to the bus station and it had a flat battery (like on Monday morning). I reckon there's a problem with the alternator as that would explain the battery going flat twice in 7 days.
This caused a bit of a drama with R as it was just over an hour before his bus was due to leave for London (at 11:15hrs)...
We walked as fast as we could to the nearest bus stop and it said 9 minutes until the next bus which would be 10:30hrs and 25mins to get into the city centre and he had to check-in by 11:05hrs. He does panic a lot as he's always worried he'll be late for work an being on time is so important to him. He really gets in a total panic -- I know from when the traffic has been heavy when I've driven him there in the past.
10 minutes of panic and worrying at the bus stop then 24 on the bus -- every time it stopped and people didn't have their money ready thus holding us up he got more and more worried and panicky. I was secretly worried as, although I know it takes only 25mins to get into the city, the bus stop route poster said 37mins!
We got off the bus and walked to the bus station and his bus was there but not yet announced. Relief all around:-)
Had a quick look in the shops before getting a bus home.
Battery out of the car and charging now so, it'll be OK for going to work tomorrow :-)
I'll take my multi-meter with me and quiz a colleague who knows about auto electrics on what tests I do to check if it is the alternator and do them at lunchtime then, if necessary, book car into the garage to get it fixed -- more money but I do find a car useful and can't afford a newer one.
Went out to the car to drive R to the bus station and it had a flat battery (like on Monday morning). I reckon there's a problem with the alternator as that would explain the battery going flat twice in 7 days.
This caused a bit of a drama with R as it was just over an hour before his bus was due to leave for London (at 11:15hrs)...
We walked as fast as we could to the nearest bus stop and it said 9 minutes until the next bus which would be 10:30hrs and 25mins to get into the city centre and he had to check-in by 11:05hrs. He does panic a lot as he's always worried he'll be late for work an being on time is so important to him. He really gets in a total panic -- I know from when the traffic has been heavy when I've driven him there in the past.
10 minutes of panic and worrying at the bus stop then 24 on the bus -- every time it stopped and people didn't have their money ready thus holding us up he got more and more worried and panicky. I was secretly worried as, although I know it takes only 25mins to get into the city, the bus stop route poster said 37mins!
We got off the bus and walked to the bus station and his bus was there but not yet announced. Relief all around:-)
Had a quick look in the shops before getting a bus home.
Battery out of the car and charging now so, it'll be OK for going to work tomorrow :-)
I'll take my multi-meter with me and quiz a colleague who knows about auto electrics on what tests I do to check if it is the alternator and do them at lunchtime then, if necessary, book car into the garage to get it fixed -- more money but I do find a car useful and can't afford a newer one.
Saturday Night & crooked Taxi Driver :-(
Ben was his usual quiet self last night...
We had been told by someone at Swindon that he had copped off the other weekend. As this was contrary to what he'd told us on Friday night (he'd said he'd not been getting any for ages), I asked him about it... he said he had been escorted to his bus stop by a guy who had then left him there and gone on to a club :-( Poor Ben! He needs a good man to look after him and give him some TLC but he's too shy to find a nice man on his own...
The camp fair haired barman at the OCG is gone now -- he had been drunk last weekend and giving out free shots to people. His boyfriend is the bar manager and we felt he was pushing his relationship a bit too far. The bar man that got called in to take over from him last weekend said he had gone back to Newcastle -- pity... he was pretty to look at but not as "doable" as his boyfriend the bar manager :-P
There was as "DJ" (well a person that was fiddling with the sound system and decks) that we weren't sure what gender they were -- wearing a silvery-grey nylon dress with large black dots on it, tights and black leg-warmers -- a bit of a mess lol... I nudged the guy sitting close to me and asked him what gender he thought the DJ was and he couldn't tell either. We ended up getting into conversation with him and his mates. He had on a light grey hoodie and R and I had been thinking he was quite good-looking for a bit. Can't remember his name but do remember the name of one of his two mates. Remember Sean's name as he works in the big office building next to the big office building I work in. I'd noticed him at work before bounding up the shared stairs -- he's got a lovely arse and dreadlocks. He said to say hi to me at work and I will as he's the sort of guy that would make an interesting friend :-) They left to go to some gig at the Trinity Centre that does Indie and Alternative gigs.
We were going to get the 1am night bus but R decided he was feeling a bit drunk (we were only on our 4th pint) he persuaded me that we would get a taxi home. I went into the taxi office and asked for one to where I live (we use that taxi office as they have fixed prices for taxi rides to each area of Bristol where I live is £13). The controller said it was outside... We got into the taxi and the driver said it would be £16 I said "your price list in the taxi office says it's a fixed price of £13" he got angry and said £15 I said "we're getting out and will wait for the next taxi then" I went back into the taxi office and told the controller what had happened. The driver was standing in the doorway behind me and got a bollocking from the controller in Bengali I assume. The controller told us it would be £13 I went out (passing the driver) and we walked towards the taxi and waited. The driver eventually stormed out of the taxi office and marched into the (I assume) driver's waiting room next door. I wasn't prepared to go in again and ask for another so they lost our custom.
R got angry with me for having stood up for my rights and I had him grumbling all the walk to the bus stop for the nightbus and while waiting the 15 minutes it took for the bus to arrive. He says he'll be too embarrassed to use that taxi office again.
I feel that I was in the right as that greedy driver is spoiling the reputation of the company he works for and deserves everything that's coming to him. I'm not prepared to pay extra to someone who is effectively a thief.
We had been told by someone at Swindon that he had copped off the other weekend. As this was contrary to what he'd told us on Friday night (he'd said he'd not been getting any for ages), I asked him about it... he said he had been escorted to his bus stop by a guy who had then left him there and gone on to a club :-( Poor Ben! He needs a good man to look after him and give him some TLC but he's too shy to find a nice man on his own...
The camp fair haired barman at the OCG is gone now -- he had been drunk last weekend and giving out free shots to people. His boyfriend is the bar manager and we felt he was pushing his relationship a bit too far. The bar man that got called in to take over from him last weekend said he had gone back to Newcastle -- pity... he was pretty to look at but not as "doable" as his boyfriend the bar manager :-P
There was as "DJ" (well a person that was fiddling with the sound system and decks) that we weren't sure what gender they were -- wearing a silvery-grey nylon dress with large black dots on it, tights and black leg-warmers -- a bit of a mess lol... I nudged the guy sitting close to me and asked him what gender he thought the DJ was and he couldn't tell either. We ended up getting into conversation with him and his mates. He had on a light grey hoodie and R and I had been thinking he was quite good-looking for a bit. Can't remember his name but do remember the name of one of his two mates. Remember Sean's name as he works in the big office building next to the big office building I work in. I'd noticed him at work before bounding up the shared stairs -- he's got a lovely arse and dreadlocks. He said to say hi to me at work and I will as he's the sort of guy that would make an interesting friend :-) They left to go to some gig at the Trinity Centre that does Indie and Alternative gigs.
We were going to get the 1am night bus but R decided he was feeling a bit drunk (we were only on our 4th pint) he persuaded me that we would get a taxi home. I went into the taxi office and asked for one to where I live (we use that taxi office as they have fixed prices for taxi rides to each area of Bristol where I live is £13). The controller said it was outside... We got into the taxi and the driver said it would be £16 I said "your price list in the taxi office says it's a fixed price of £13" he got angry and said £15 I said "we're getting out and will wait for the next taxi then" I went back into the taxi office and told the controller what had happened. The driver was standing in the doorway behind me and got a bollocking from the controller in Bengali I assume. The controller told us it would be £13 I went out (passing the driver) and we walked towards the taxi and waited. The driver eventually stormed out of the taxi office and marched into the (I assume) driver's waiting room next door. I wasn't prepared to go in again and ask for another so they lost our custom.
R got angry with me for having stood up for my rights and I had him grumbling all the walk to the bus stop for the nightbus and while waiting the 15 minutes it took for the bus to arrive. He says he'll be too embarrassed to use that taxi office again.
I feel that I was in the right as that greedy driver is spoiling the reputation of the company he works for and deserves everything that's coming to him. I'm not prepared to pay extra to someone who is effectively a thief.
Saturday, 23 February 2008
Swindon Posse 2
Got to the Outlet Village about midday and looked in all the shops we wanted to see. Had a sandwich lunch at Brannigans -- tasty but expensive I had Brie with sun-dried tomatoes and black olives on granary bread which was nice and a big cup of hot chocolate with cream and marshmallows -- yummy :-P
Didn't get to look at the bathmats as Dave arrived to show me where to park at 2pm... then we spent about 20 minutes driving around Swindon trying to find one of the places that Dave thought was free parking (with Dave riding shotgun). Ended up using a multi-storey near the pub. Philip paid the parking to thank us for giving him a ride to the Posse.
Met several friends I haven't seen for a while which was good :-)
Felt like leaving earlier than 5pm which had been the plan -- had been hanging around until then and Philip changed his mind that he wasn't coming back with us and was going on to a meal planned after the Posse.
With 2 and a half pints of lemonade swishing about in me I ended up desperate for the loo on the way back and came off the motorway and had to have a pee behind a hedge.
Needed more petrol on the way back too.
Car was running very badly -- probably dirt from the bottom of the petrol tank disturbed when I topped up the petrol getting into the carburettor?
R was really worried about the way the car was running badly on the motorway and kept asking me to pull over and call the RAC. I felt that it was safer to continue the problem seems to have cleared now before we got home.
Going out shortly and meeting Ben for a drink in the OCG.
Didn't get to look at the bathmats as Dave arrived to show me where to park at 2pm... then we spent about 20 minutes driving around Swindon trying to find one of the places that Dave thought was free parking (with Dave riding shotgun). Ended up using a multi-storey near the pub. Philip paid the parking to thank us for giving him a ride to the Posse.
Met several friends I haven't seen for a while which was good :-)
Felt like leaving earlier than 5pm which had been the plan -- had been hanging around until then and Philip changed his mind that he wasn't coming back with us and was going on to a meal planned after the Posse.
With 2 and a half pints of lemonade swishing about in me I ended up desperate for the loo on the way back and came off the motorway and had to have a pee behind a hedge.
Needed more petrol on the way back too.
Car was running very badly -- probably dirt from the bottom of the petrol tank disturbed when I topped up the petrol getting into the carburettor?
R was really worried about the way the car was running badly on the motorway and kept asking me to pull over and call the RAC. I felt that it was safer to continue the problem seems to have cleared now before we got home.
Going out shortly and meeting Ben for a drink in the OCG.
Running a little late...
Had to phone Philip to let him know we were running late and made it 11:00hrs that we would pick him up.
I made the running late happen by creating this blog :-)
About to leave now -- update later.
I made the running late happen by creating this blog :-)
About to leave now -- update later.
Swindon Posse
We're going to the Swindon Posse -- a gay get-together organised by Dave who is a friend.
Not seen him since Boxing Day when we had him and his Brazilian husband round for a meal.
Philip is coming with us -- picking him up about 10am.
Going to the Great Western Outlet village first as I need new bathmats -- the white ones are getting tired -- I have had them for more than 10 years!
Not seen him since Boxing Day when we had him and his Brazilian husband round for a meal.
Philip is coming with us -- picking him up about 10am.
Going to the Great Western Outlet village first as I need new bathmats -- the white ones are getting tired -- I have had them for more than 10 years!
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