Tuesday night had a long drive and listened to the second half of the Liverpool game in the car. Last night, did the return journey and so listened to the second half of the Spurs match.
I have told Mrs F that from next season, I will be leaving all ITFC games at half time to drive home with the radio on. If I don't attend a match, then I will need to leave the house and go for a drive at 3.45pm.
Having waited in all morning for Mr Hotpoint, we have gone from a workable oven showing an error code to an unworkable oven showing a different error code. It's been marked urgent, but he couldn't tell me when because "our system is down".
Can't wait to tell Mrs F about it tonight!
How on earth is she going to cook my tea without an oven?
Refreshing that he received questions without you thinking he could spit the dummy at any moment, and answered them openly.
Looked nervous and excited in equal measures. Also perhaps in need of a decent night's sleep. That said, my most depressing thought is how old and dishevelled I look in comparison. He's only a few years younger than me!
Any suggestions for an intuitive and cheap (preferably free) app that will help me create a floor layout plan for my wife's office? Showing size and position of furniture etc within each room. To give to builders to help with internal renovations and probably adapt for IT Engineer and electrician too.
Needs to be PC. The results don't need to be too fancy - ease of use is more important. I used MS Visio many years ago, which I found very easy, however I've just found out this isn't included in my Office 365 subscription and the cost is prohibitive for what will be a one-off job.
Any sensible suggestions will be gratefully received.
OK, I'll preface this post by saying that I'm not superstitious (at least, I thought I wasn't).
Junior F (aged 6) has really got into the world cup. Kit, sticker book, wall-chart, questions every 5 minutes, etc. I also bought him a St George flag.
We watched the game against Tunisia together. He matched me for celebrating our first goal and general over-excitement during the next 10-15 minutes or so. He even thought it was hilarious when I shouted out "put your f-shooting boots on Lingard" (I managed to contain the swear to a single "f" - I still don't know how I achieved that).
I then remembered the flag. "Shall we hang it up, my boy?" And we did. Proudly.
I swear it was from that moment that the performance tailed off. Certainly, I don't recall another clear-cut chance.
Second half and I could sense Junior's increasing boredom. I tried to explain this is how it is watching England etc. Then, suddenly one half of the flag slipped off the wall. Frankly I couldn't be arsed to move and Junior didn't seem to notice. Next minute, Loftus-Cheek came on and the performance improved almost immediately.
Then, and this is the reason for the post, the other half fell from the wall, leaving the flag in a sorry, crumpled mess on the floor. I'm not sure why, but I stood up. At that moment - England corner. I was rooted to the spot. Header. Kane. Delirium.
After dancing round the room with Junior, final whistle and getting him packed off to bed, I put the flag in the bin. Junior hasn't yet noticed, but every time I open the bin, the bloody thing keeps looking at me. As I say, I'm not superstitious, but I just can't bring myself to take it out.
Question for the TWTD-wise. Should I stop being stupid and retrieve the flag from the bin? Or buy another one? Or make up some flaky story before Sunday, when Junior enquires of the whereabouts of the flag and why it is not hanging on the wall (followed by the inevitable tears if my story is less than convincing)?