Redundant-No longer needed, superfluous, omitted without loss of meaning or function.
Laid-Off-Having lost your job, discharged, dismissed, fired, pink-slipped.
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Went back to the house on Saturday and again today. All the pipes are now under the floor and not running along the bottom of the walls. Which means we’ll be able to get some good storage units in there once it’s all over.
Unfortunately the electrician has said that we need a new fuse box. I’m not surprised as the one we have is really old. It uses fuse wire. So we are going to have that replaced. Hopefully it wont cost to much.
I have to admit it’s all getting a bit tiring for me. It should be all finished and we can move back in on the 30th if everything goes to plan. I didn’t expect it to take this long, well that’s not totally true, I didn’t think about how long it would take.
Still I can’t wait to see what it’s like in the end. It’ll all be worth it!
Fail Car has made her last journey to Scrap Car Heaven (I kid you not that is the name of the place).
As much as I resented the car and all that it stood for, I have to admit I’m going to miss her a bit.
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It’s with regret I announce the sad demise of Fail Car.
Wednesday afternoon at about 5:30pm Fail Car and a RoyalMail van met in not the nicest of ways. To look at the damage there doesn’t seem like much is wrong. However, to attempt driving it is another matter. To say that the steering is wobbly is an understatement. Maybe this is what Fail Car would have felt like if I’d driven it drunk.
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It has begun! The long awaited remodeling of the house has started. By the end of yesterday we had three new double glazed windows. Also the workmen had arrived to destroy the bathroom so they can put it back together again only this time better! I felt like it was Christmas.
The first time we attempted to remodel/redecorate the bathroom ended in disaster. Well maybe not that bad but it sure didn’t turn out the way we wanted it to. Constant issues with the tiles, sealant and grout continued to fail regardless of what we did. It was all a bit annoying and depressing at the same time.
It’s like a new era for us, we’ll have a house stamped with our personalities and it will be an amazing transformation. I’ll be updating with photos and how things are going as much as I can.
Over the weekend I was in London attending Uncon with Dave and Adam.
Uncon is a convention that’s put on by Fortean Times. It’s a two day event featuring all kinds of lectures on a vast array of subjects, none of which could be called mainstream.
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This morning on BBC Breakfast there was guy talking about writing a letter to his 16 year old self. It caught my interest mostly because I’ve found that writing is the most therapeutic thing in the world to me.
I have journals and notebooks full of streams of conscious, I’m writing whatever comes into my head, I’m working out a problem, or how I feel about something. If anyone ever reads any of that stuff they’ll discover two things. 1) They’ll think I’m far more crazy than they ever thought and 2) They’ll be able to see my thought process at work and wonder how I’d avoided the nice padded cell.
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So we are in the middle of ‘Fall That’s Really Summer’ and we had the ‘Summer That’s Really Fall’ yeah the weather has gone a bit nutty here. I woke up this morning and felt a bit confused, it was warm and the bedroom window was open but it was dark. This must be like to live in Australia.
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I can’t believe it’s been 10 years. The world changed that day, it’s smaller now, it’s more scary.
Everyone remembers where they were. I’m no exception. I was in the back of a taxi on my way to Manchester airport, Pop and his partner Dale would be arriving shortly. I heard over the radio that a plane had crashed into one of the towers.
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Watching all the news coverage of the recent riots was odd. It was train wreck TV at it’s best, I couldn’t watch something else but sitting there watching it all felt so wrong. And for all of it to have grown out of peaceful protest about the police shooting of a man. At one point I told M that all the rioters looked like feral people.
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