Life in north east England (yes, we've moved!) with an eccentric Welshman and a small white dog that thinks he's a Rottweiler.
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Plaster board and dust
So, we're still no further forward on the British Gas smart meter front and I've given up making non-existent appointments with them...
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Aaaaagh!!! This morning, when I went into the bathroom for a shower, there was a spider already there - not in the shower but perched non...
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When all this first happened, last week, I was sure that I would not want or be able to mention it at all on this blog. Now, however. I feel...
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So, we're still no further forward on the British Gas smart meter front and I've given up making non-existent appointments with them...
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I've just got back from Italy, as you know, but have been thinking of you, especially on the day of the funeral, and have just read all your posts about it. As others have commented, James needs help too: though of course he can't see that.
Thanks for your thoughts, Daphne. Yes, James does need help but he needs to see it himself before there can be any change.
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