My Poor Charger!

Intent on getting all my housework done, so I could chill with the kids, and write posts for the blog, I got the vacuum cleaner out.

It’s a great vacuum, a Dyson ball thingie… but it does like to suck up things that it’s not supposed to, too!

This morning the latest victim was my iPad charger!

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Not even mangled, but cleanly separated into 3 pieces, and now rendered totally unusable!

Thankfully we have another charger at home!

RIP Muhammad Ali – A True Legend

You flew like a butterfly, and stung like a bee…

Though you weren’t fighting anymore, your words were echoed around the world all the time.

At 74, you were still a hero to many, and even though you’re gone, you will remain that iconic legend that you so deserve to be.

May you rest in peace now, from the suffering of Parkinsons that you endured the last few years.

 

Old Folk and Window Pains

Sales people never cease to amaze me.

I know I shouldn’t be surprised by some of their tactics and comments, but they still do manage to render me speechless at times.

Take yesterday for instance.

My in-laws are looking to have all their doors and windows replaced so they have been shopping around for quotes, as most normal people would do.

So they invited this guy round from some company or another, and you know he’s pretty experienced, as his patter was rolling off his tongue, no problem.

Replacing windows is always going to be a costly affair, and we know that.

A family friend said he could do the whole house for £6,500, which seems pretty reasonable, but he isn’t too reliable with timings and getting back in touch to discuss details.

So this young(ish) man who came yesterday spent around 2 hours gong through everything, showing options and measuring up, so he could get the quote ready.

Hubby Dearest was there for a short while, then had to disappear to take our young cricketer to another match. I listened as he tried his damnedest to sell his products to mum and dad.

The quote, which was presented with much pomp and circumstance, along side guessing games, as he thought he was a bit of a showman, was around £11,500.

Enough to make my mum-in law-choke!

Then, obviously, he wanted them to make a decision…NOW!

Dad asked all the questions that every Indian asks, like if we pay cash, what discount can he get, and is that your best price, what can you throw in…

Then he said “Right, well I will get back to you, thank you for the quote.”

This guy sat there like the ground had disappeared from beneath his feet!

“But I thought you were the home owners? The decision makers are all here!”

“Yes, but we want to discuss this with our children too.”

It was like no one had ever refused him a sale on the spot before, or that it was strange that they needed to think!

Correct me if I am wrong, but isn’t the whole point of quotes, that you shop around, then make an educated decision on who you are going to pay your hard earned money to?

“Er, I’m just going to have to call my office, this is most unlike the usual process…”

Really?

My in-laws have been conned before, which is why their boys (or girls-in-laws) insist on either being there at these meetings, or at least being consulted so they can do a little more research to make sure their parents get the best deal.

My father in law is retired, its his pension he is breaking into, and he isn’t going to throw £11,500 away to the first person that asks!

I ended up turning around to him and said “I seriously don’t think this is the first time you would have had people asking for time to think. Surely not every customer of yours is ready to commit within moments of you giving them a quote! It’s not like £11,500 is change in someone’s pocket…!”

He changed his tune a bit then, and became quite sheepish.

Offered them a deal at £8,500 if they could commit ASAP as there is a couple of gaps in their schedule that they need to fill… but I still sent him packing with the reassurance that as soon as the family have been consulted, and other quotes have been got, we will call!

Sales people, huh!

 

Books – SoCS June 4/16

Linda’s SoCS prompt this week…

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “book.” Use any meaning of the word as your theme, or simply mention the word “book” in your post. Enjoy!

I love books.
My collection of children’s books is pretty extensive.
It started before I even had kids of my own to be honest, as I have always had the Teacher hat on, and if I saw a book that looked fun, I bought it.
My mum is the same, but her shelves were full of Danielle Steele, and Catherine Cookson, and nowadays, any family sagas, and war time home front stories.
She bought us books too, so when I became a mother, she presented me with a small collection of books saved from when I was a little girl, and the joy at seeing my own kids reading books I read as a child is immense.
My wish would be to have a room that I could call my library, and be able to store all my books… but alas, I don’t have that luxury, so as I read physical books, I end up passing them on to friends, or my mum, and only keep a select few.
In fact this is why I decided to get a Kindle, or I should say I was gifted it! I have a wealth of literature at my fingertips, and I don’t need lots of space!
It isn’t the same as a real book in my hand, that feeling cannot be replaced with an electronic device, but at least I can still read!
But I will not be parted from my children’s books!
The bookcase in the children’s room is sagging at every level. 5 shelves jam packed with books, and piles in front of it too!
I have two other bookcases. One is full of teaching resource books, and the other, partly fiction, and even more resource books. Some of these books are obsolete, and I should get rid/sell them, or do something, but I just can’t!
I struggle to walk past a bookshop… the smell of new books, those unbroken spines… thousands of words waiting to be read… but I have to be strong… and if I slip, and find myself inside, I allow myself a little peak, a sniff… then I walk out with a new list of books to buy!!!

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I do whitter on… don’t I!!!

 

Where Did That Come From??!!

Sitting here on the PC, as Lil Princess is soaking in the bath, I hear a loud little voice…

“Mum? Am I adopted?”

What??!

Where did that come from?

“Of course not you ninny! You’ve seen the photos of you growing in my tummy, you know you are definitely ours!”

“Oh. It’s just that [Lil Man] used to say, a couple of years ago, when I was trying to sleep, that I was…”

Brothers, eh!!!

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