Monday, 9 March 2015

Day 22 - A Curate's Egg

I got up bright and early this morning for not one but two reasons: firstly, to follow England's progress in the World Cup Down Under and secondly, because some engineers were due to visit for some help with our electricity supplies.

As far as the first was concerned, I should have stayed in bed. How embarrassing for all concerned for us to get unceremoniously booted out of the competition by "minnows" Bangladesh.  Throughout all the matches of this very lengthy group phase, IMHO the England XI have looked as if they are playing a different game from all the other sides who seem to have muscled up and sought to transfer their Twenty20 skills to the longer ODI version: we, on the other hand, seem to be playing a shorter version of a five day Test match... at least losing now has saved us from being thoroughly thrashed in the Quarter Finals!

The second visit was much more interesting: as some may be aware, I am in the process of buying an Electric Vehicle for which a charging post is required in the garage. We had also been looking at switching out our gas hob and replacing it with an induction one.   Somewhat to my surprise, we would not be allowed to have both - the sum of the two of them, plus the electric oven, would put us at risk of burning out the wires that lead to our property.  We have our thinking caps on as to which of the possible solutions: running a 3-phase supply to the house, accepting some form of physical breaker switch which would preclude charging the car and cooking at the same time or rethinking completely our plans.

The Curate's Egg of a day improved dramatically when I went up to Town to meet a former colleague for lunch: we ate at my favourite Sardinian restaurant near Victoria Station, Olivomare. When I was working this was my Go-To lunch spot and it was fun returning. If you ever fancy a tasty, if not over-grand, fish place in London I recommend it wholeheartedly.  Ever since it featured in the Britiush Airways Highlife magazine you do need to book though!

And yes, I did pop into the Club to pick up some letter headed paper: an evening of letter writing seeking donations for our Captains' Charity awaits..

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