Bad luck all hopefully out the way
Christ on a bike! I guess that bad luck does always comes in threes. So in the last fortnight, when I've doing my level best to save as much money as possible to have more beer tokens in Oz, the following has gone wrong.... Fridge packs up, have to live on take-aways for three days, replacement cost £160. Exhaust on car fails, making the usually slick coupe sound like a flatulent elephant, replacement parts £190. And then this morning, the heating element that I thought had failed in the car, turns out to be a hole in the radiator, meaning that there is no water in the cooling system and I'm looking at at least £270 notes worth of damage.
Oh and of course they don't have the necessary parts in stock today to repair it. I'm mean it's only the main Peugeot dealership in the area, so why would they? Which means I won't get the car back until later this week when I'll be 6,000 miles away at a Paella party in Seattle. So sorry Julie-Ann (the lodger), but the car you've been so patiently waiting to get off my hands, is going to take a few extra days to arrive and you're stuck on Woking's public transport for a bit longer.
Logistically this has also scuppered my trip to Basingstoke for one last romantic night in with Lila before I depart. So, it's taxis trains and buses to contend with on a Tuesday night for me meaning that we'll probably get about 20 minutes together. Joy!
Still the extra travelling time means that I can get one ear glued to the radio to catch up with Wycombe's first ever sortie into the fourth round of the Carling cup with out getting grief for being distracted. Boys, I know I've let you down in not making the trip to spend an afternoon drinking in a pub overlooking the Trent in Nottingham, but hope you have a good time and do spend me match reports on the fantasy footy message board tomorrow.
Apart from that we're all systems go down here...packing almost done, farewells said, match tickets in the pocket. All's left to do is enjoy twenty three odd days of test match cricket in the sun...tough life! At least there was some good news, a jolly decent chap from the Barmy Army website forum has been able to send me tickets for the Sydney Test match on day 3 & 4, so only missing Sydney day 1 & 2 for a full set.
Up the Monty
Oh and of course they don't have the necessary parts in stock today to repair it. I'm mean it's only the main Peugeot dealership in the area, so why would they? Which means I won't get the car back until later this week when I'll be 6,000 miles away at a Paella party in Seattle. So sorry Julie-Ann (the lodger), but the car you've been so patiently waiting to get off my hands, is going to take a few extra days to arrive and you're stuck on Woking's public transport for a bit longer.
Logistically this has also scuppered my trip to Basingstoke for one last romantic night in with Lila before I depart. So, it's taxis trains and buses to contend with on a Tuesday night for me meaning that we'll probably get about 20 minutes together. Joy!
Still the extra travelling time means that I can get one ear glued to the radio to catch up with Wycombe's first ever sortie into the fourth round of the Carling cup with out getting grief for being distracted. Boys, I know I've let you down in not making the trip to spend an afternoon drinking in a pub overlooking the Trent in Nottingham, but hope you have a good time and do spend me match reports on the fantasy footy message board tomorrow.
Apart from that we're all systems go down here...packing almost done, farewells said, match tickets in the pocket. All's left to do is enjoy twenty three odd days of test match cricket in the sun...tough life! At least there was some good news, a jolly decent chap from the Barmy Army website forum has been able to send me tickets for the Sydney Test match on day 3 & 4, so only missing Sydney day 1 & 2 for a full set.
Up the Monty
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