After the fireworks.

[reddragdiva]

Let's all sing along!

BT are pigfuckers
BT will fuck you up
BT need the Red Hot Poker of Enlightenment
Being less crap than NTL is not enough

The nice BT person redcountess spoke to on Friday did not schedule an engineer for Monday morning at 7am. No, he just set the 'required' time to Monday morning at 7am; the engineer was actually scheduled for Tuesday 30th (that's next week) at 10am. What a clever and helpful fellow! Liz called again yesterday morning, after we'd gotten up at 6:30am for nothing, and used the s3kr1t Telco Call-Centre Cabal Codewords to get an actual engineer who will actually connect the line and enable a telephone service scheduled for Friday morning. Then work can order our DSL.

(There's actually an NTL cable here, and Liz is tempted for the telly, but their broadband, fast as it is, is nothing like reliable enough for being on call. arkady's experience of them in St Albans seems to show that they are as inept as can be expected at running an ISP.)

Arkady and I finished cleaning the flat and retrieving the last of our stuff. It's now cleaner than it was when we moved in, and this only shows up the damage more. Arkady also went feral on the garden.

We went out to Tottenham Hale last night and bought a fridge (to be delivered tomorrow) and a toaster from Comet. LIDL is definitely the supermarket they have in Hell. I shudder to think what discount weissbier tastes like.

The new flat feels like home. The only vaguely citrusy aspect is damp in the front bedroom; frequent calls to the landlord are in progress.

I am at work today. I shall be revelling in sitting on my arse all day and not packing, carrying or cleaning any item whatsoever.