Saturday, 26 February 2011

64 Days to Go...

OMG as they say in textspeak nowadays (that's Oh My God for those of us who dont indulge in that form of communication) what a day it has been...

Gemma and H were both off today - poor things there have been some horrid bugs doing the rounds - and I was booked to go to the Taunton and Dorchester offices to look at wiring requirements for the two offices and to meet with the lovely Andy Skinner from Kings who has sorted out our wiring requirements for at least the last 10 years or so.  I had left messages that anyone with an IT issue should contact Nicholas because that it how it is going to be in the future. 

The plan was to meet at Taunton, sort out the wiring issues, have a spot of lunch and then go across to Dorchester.  Would you believe it the work internet connection failed at about 12.00 today.  We did manage a very disjointed lunch but I had to go back to Yeovil to try and sort it out as it transpired that somewhere along the line our internet connection had been ceased this morning.  It took me the rest of the day to get things sorted.  Lots and lots of frantic phonecalls trying to establish what had happened.

For about a mili-second I wondered if I had inadvertently cancelled the connection - something which I managed to do many years ago and which took about 10 days to sort out.  However it transpires that there had been some sort of  'administrative error' at the Internet Service Provider which resulted in about 80 people having their connections shut down this morning and they wont be reinstated until Tuesday.  Deep Joy - but welcome to my world - this sort of thing happens and we just have to get on and sort it.  Not entirely sure who will do it when I have gone but that wont be my worry!  Still a very stiff letter of complaint is in order on Monday. 

And thanks Andy for the bottle of pink champagne which John and I will enjoy one day sitting around the pool.  It was very kind of you.

I wasn't sorry to get home tonight and have a shower before going out to ASK and catching up with my long-term friend Deborah (Watkinson).  We had a lovely time reminiscing about our formative years and the circle of friends we had in those days.  A time without mobile phones and facebook!  Her lovely Dad acted as our taxi driver tonight and our two meals for a tenner voucher together with a bottle of Shiraz meant that all the stresses and strains of our working lives melted away.  We feel priviledged that this sort of friendship doesnt need constant contact to remain intact.  I hope that she will be able to come and see us in the future. 

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