42. All systems GO!

LIKE WAITING FOR A BUS.

True to the famous Sod's law all the people we have been hoping to see for months have turned up at the same time today.
It has been a bit like when you've waited hours for a bus...
My Leader is away looking after grandson Ellis (18 months), a patented mischief maker.
She has missed the parade of luminaries starting with builders to put a rooflight in our windowless top floor back bedroom:
Waiting time for this has been right through all the sunniest weather in history.
The sky is now heavily overcast.
The job could have been done long ago, but this is a 'listed' building and the Pillocks in Power (aka The Planning Department) have been a bloody nuisance.
When aren't they?
Oh, we spoke to our Councillor - a patented chocolate fire guard - but he mouthed platitudes and disappeared in a puff of self-importance.
Now the government is talking of devolving more power to local councils.
But not to our council, surely?
Our council consists of a money grabbing bunch of planks.
It has far too much power already.


ANALOGUE v DIGITAL.

Next our mate and tele expert David arrived to fit us a second digi box so that we can at last view one digi station and record another at the same time.
We've waited since digital began for that.
Not his fault.
We thought you had no choice but to watch analogue if you were recording on digital.
Is that the right terminology, analogue and digital?
Who cares?
We just hadn't thought to ask him about it until now.
We now have four remote controls.
When I kick the bucket how will my lovely Leader manage?
Don't be daft.
Ellis will do it.

RING TELEPHONE RING.

Meanwhile, the phone keeps ringing.
It is some bright spark who insists that he wants to speak to 'Mrs.M.'
Seems 'Mr. D.' won't do.
I try not to be rude.
How rude do you have to be to get rid of these people?
And how the hell do they get our unlisted number?