Moving

Well, I have even taken myself by surprise today. I suddenly decided needed to change my template yet again as the one I have now doesn't seem to be very stable, although I do like it. So, during a quiet spell at work, I browsed through a few other providers and decided I liked Xanga. To cut a long story short, I have spent the evening setting up my new blog here.
For now, I'll keep both of them up till I've had time to customise the new one and get used to how it works. Now, I'm too tired to do any more, so I'm going to bed! Good night one and all!

A blog with a mind of its own

Although my blog is displaying perfectly normally on my computer, it has suddenly gone haywire on Keith's - the posts have disappeared and the whole screen is taken up with the sidebar. Also, one of my friends who reads it regularly has complained that, on his computer, the post overlaps the sidebar, which it never did when I had the old template. I am wondering if it is because of something I am doing or because it is not one of Blogger's own templates. If anyone else is having difficulty with it or can shed light on the problem, I'd be grateful if they would let me know.
I only hope I don't have to change it all again - another 6 hours or steep learning curve!!! :(

More fun and games

Today brought another dialogue with our favourite furniture shop. Once again, having been promised a phone call, I had to ring them, to be told that we were still no further forward, upon which I again mentioned the magic word "refund". The reaction to this was a promise that someone higher up would ring me shortly and Lesley, the lady I was speaking to, ensured that she had my mobile and work phone numbers. A little later, I did indeed get another phone call - from the warehouse, informing me that our furniture could be delivered on October 14th. This person had no knowledge of, and less interest in, all that had gone before. (A mental picture of her sitting there yawning and filing her nails arose in my mind.) To cut a long story short, the choice was between 14th and 20th, on both of which we can only take delivery in the morning but not the afternoon. She promised a text message 2 days beforehand (again) to inform me of the time and said that, if it was not convenient, I could ring the warehouse and change it.
"And who shall I ask for?" I asked. "Oh, not me, I won't be here. I'm only temporary," was the reply.
Arriving home after work, there was a message on the answerphone. You've got it - Jenny, boss lady at the furniture shop, ringing to tell me that all the stops were being pulled out to find our furniture, they even had one of the directors on the case and she would ring me again tomorrow to let me know if any developments.
Two things sprang to mind:
a) The shop had my mobile and work number as I was not at home, but of course, they had to use our home number.

b) Where have all these emails gone that were supposedly flying between the shop and the warehouse and WHY does NOBODY seem to have read them????

So now we have the shop trying to track down some furniture which has disappeared and at the same time, a warehouse trying to deliver it!
Confused? You will be!!!

Last photo request

Last photo request from Dale - Keith's shop.

What's in a name?

I have just discovered a weird and wonderful site as I cruised around the ether here. It's called the Cheeky Squirrel Network and while I was having a quick glance around, I found this little item which is supposed to tell you your squirrel name based on your real name. Never one to turn down a challenge, I typed in my name and this was the result:

Jenny from this day forward you will also be known as:
Count or Countess Out of Their Tree

Out of my tree! Who - me??? What a cheek! lol

By popular request!

Here are the first photos requested by Gemmak and Dale.

Me with my computer. As I explained a couple of months ago, I stick to this because Keith is always changing things and losing things on the desktop.

Lucy never likes having her photo taken and always looks away.