Just a normal day at Penole.Everyone off for school or work except Bruce who was out at coll with Bethan.
Management off being managerial in a service user group in Carmarthen so I was left in charge.
Today was of course the big day that the power company was coming to reconnect the power so we have separate supplies for the new house next door and our house here.
So 2 builders were painting and the electrician was running cables through the house with the assistance of Phil the senior builder.
By mid morning things were well a bustle but not a sign of the electric firm who had been due on site at 8 am.
Soon the electrician was running out of things to do and so I phoned the power firm who seemed not at all bothered that I was paying people to sit round doing nothing.
I suggested quite forcefully that I objected to paying people to sit round reading porn mags and if they didn't turn up soon the whole lot of them might have gone blind....
But anyway soon down the drive came a veritable convoy of power guys with a British Telecom Van following them with the engineer coming to repair our faulty phone line.
This was going to be beyond the house supply of mugs to keep in tea...
With the power off the camping stove had to be pushed into service and the kettle was virtually continuously on the boil.
At the end of the day the management strolled back down the drive eyed the mountain of mugs disapprovingly and asked what I had been doing all day.....
R
Management off being managerial in a service user group in Carmarthen so I was left in charge.
Today was of course the big day that the power company was coming to reconnect the power so we have separate supplies for the new house next door and our house here.
So 2 builders were painting and the electrician was running cables through the house with the assistance of Phil the senior builder.
By mid morning things were well a bustle but not a sign of the electric firm who had been due on site at 8 am.
Soon the electrician was running out of things to do and so I phoned the power firm who seemed not at all bothered that I was paying people to sit round doing nothing.
I suggested quite forcefully that I objected to paying people to sit round reading porn mags and if they didn't turn up soon the whole lot of them might have gone blind....
But anyway soon down the drive came a veritable convoy of power guys with a British Telecom Van following them with the engineer coming to repair our faulty phone line.
This was going to be beyond the house supply of mugs to keep in tea...
With the power off the camping stove had to be pushed into service and the kettle was virtually continuously on the boil.
At the end of the day the management strolled back down the drive eyed the mountain of mugs disapprovingly and asked what I had been doing all day.....
R
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