Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Updates
Right, I did promise to update you on how the cleaning went:
Fortunately for me, it was second time lucky and the lass DID manage to get to the right house. My house is now sparkling and clean, or it was until the cold Shamal wind picked up and blew the sandpit back in under the door. The Shamal lasted for about a week, right over the time when my friend Lynsey was staying.
Lyns, you'll be pleased to know that as soon as you got on the plane, the Shamal stopped and it's now nice and toasty here, 22C.
At least the Mosquitos stayed away.
And Ashley asked about the Taxman:
He finally got back in touch and reckoned I still owed him 160 quid. I phoned him up (actually it was a lady, but still), and the conversation went something like this:
Me: I don't owe you 160 quid.
Taxman: Yes you do.
Me: No I don't. You have a completely fictional amount that you think I owe you from the previous year.
Taxman: Oh yes, so we do.
Me: So you agree that I don't owe you anything?
Taxman: Yes.
Remember folks, tax doesn't have to be taxing!
Fortunately for me, it was second time lucky and the lass DID manage to get to the right house. My house is now sparkling and clean, or it was until the cold Shamal wind picked up and blew the sandpit back in under the door. The Shamal lasted for about a week, right over the time when my friend Lynsey was staying.
Lyns, you'll be pleased to know that as soon as you got on the plane, the Shamal stopped and it's now nice and toasty here, 22C.
At least the Mosquitos stayed away.
And Ashley asked about the Taxman:
He finally got back in touch and reckoned I still owed him 160 quid. I phoned him up (actually it was a lady, but still), and the conversation went something like this:
Me: I don't owe you 160 quid.
Taxman: Yes you do.
Me: No I don't. You have a completely fictional amount that you think I owe you from the previous year.
Taxman: Oh yes, so we do.
Me: So you agree that I don't owe you anything?
Taxman: Yes.
Remember folks, tax doesn't have to be taxing!
Monday, January 21, 2008
New Year, New House!
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
Thanks for all the festive messages and sorry it's taken me so long to reply to them. We’ve nearly finished with January now....never mind…
So...the big news from here is that I’ve moved house!
I’m the first person to occupy it and it’s been lying empty for about 6 months. This means that there’s about as much sand in it as there is on Bournemouth beach. There's also a bit of a plumbing issue, and by that I mean floods in the kitchen and bathroom...which in turn had lead to a small infestation of mosquitos.
I picked up the keys last week and seem to have done nothing but clean ever since. There must be a nack to it though, as the place doesn’t seem to be getting any cleaner. In the end I found a lady who has agreed to do it for me.
I dropped off my spare key with her, told her where all the cleaning products were etc etc, and she smiled and nodded and everything seemed to be going well.
Unfortunately she thought I'd said a completely different house number, a house which doesn't keep its front door locked. I don't know if she'd actually started cleaning by the time the lady-of-the-house chased her out!
I’m now slightly worried that tonight I'll find that it’s be one of my neighbours who has the sparkling pad, and mine will still be a soggy mosquito-infested sandpit.
I'll let you know...
Thanks for all the festive messages and sorry it's taken me so long to reply to them. We’ve nearly finished with January now....never mind…
So...the big news from here is that I’ve moved house!
I’m the first person to occupy it and it’s been lying empty for about 6 months. This means that there’s about as much sand in it as there is on Bournemouth beach. There's also a bit of a plumbing issue, and by that I mean floods in the kitchen and bathroom...which in turn had lead to a small infestation of mosquitos.
I picked up the keys last week and seem to have done nothing but clean ever since. There must be a nack to it though, as the place doesn’t seem to be getting any cleaner. In the end I found a lady who has agreed to do it for me.
I dropped off my spare key with her, told her where all the cleaning products were etc etc, and she smiled and nodded and everything seemed to be going well.
Unfortunately she thought I'd said a completely different house number, a house which doesn't keep its front door locked. I don't know if she'd actually started cleaning by the time the lady-of-the-house chased her out!
I’m now slightly worried that tonight I'll find that it’s be one of my neighbours who has the sparkling pad, and mine will still be a soggy mosquito-infested sandpit.
I'll let you know...
