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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If I was a prince I sure as hell wouldn't pick Anglesey as my preferred place to live. For me it would be San Francisco or if it had to be the UK then a semi-detached in Sheffield 11....But what a joyous day and so brilliantly stage-managed for the watching millions. On live on four Thai TV stations.
I think I might choose north Wales or somewhere in France rather than San Francisco, YP. (About Sheffield 11, I say nothing!) :)
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