Funny how if something breaks, something else will break in sympathy too.
The CD player in the car has been a bit wonky for quite a while... the led display hasn't really worked since I accidentally dropped the fascia unit in the loo about 18 months ago (I dropped a coin and bent over to pick it up, forgetting the radio was in my breast pocket. The only kindness was that I'd already flushed)... last week the clips at the back gave up the ghost and it kept popping out everytime the car went over a bump ...which in London means it fell out constantly.
Our kettle has suffered a similar fate. No, I didn't drop it in the loo. When I first bought it I thought it was quite cool ,with its posh lid that opened at the touch of a button. However. The operation of the aforementioned lid, and thereby the entire kettle, was dependant on the structural integrity of one tiny plastic widget/ hinge thingy about the thickness of onion skin. Naturally, the widget broke. Completely. I tried to fill the kettle and suddenly there was broken plastic, a tiny screw and a spring in my washup.
Sigh.
Hello Comet and Halfords, goodbye budget.
Cleverly, we opted to pay one of the commoners at Halfords to install the radio, since I admit I'm not really up to par when it comes to figuring which of the 50 wires taped together under the dashboard does what. The chap was quite efficient, I have to admit- he cleaned up the rats nest of wires in record time and got everything working quite quickly. And as a bonus, he didn't try get all buddy-buddy and chat to me while I sat in the opposite seat, studiously trying to a) feign interest in what he was doing and b) make it seem like I really wasn't only sitting there to make sure he didn't steal anything.
At least I can now make myself a cup of tea to console myself when I work out the bills this month, and can listen to mp3's in the car when I'm on my way to the soup kitchen to steal food.
Posted by Mark ::
21:45 ::
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