Good morning everyone
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Lovely sunny morning here in Toryshire. (I didn’t bother voting, I’m disenfranchised living here). Anyway, woke up on 5.7. That was a blood test, and I’ll tell you why....
Ordered four sensors on 24 April, ready for a change over yesterday. Rang Abbott, who told me that according to Parcelfarce a delivery was attempted at 11.30 on Wednesday(no it wasn’t) and a note was left (no it wasn’t) and the parcel was located at the local Post Office (no it wasn’t, I went down to check). Rang Parcelfarce and discovered that that it was an agency driver that day, who couldn’t find the address, offloaded the package at the next Post Office he came across, 2 miles away. Not the local Post office just down in the village. By this time, believe it or not, I was getting quite cross. I did explain these were vital medical supplies for my diabetes so the situation is now upped to Urgent. I’m expecting a phone call this morning to tell me that the pack has been transferred to my local Post Office, so I can pick it up. I’ll be amazed if that happens. Otherwise it’s redelivery next Wednesday (because of the Bank Holiday).
Sometimes I think Job had it easy.
Oh well, have a good day folks. My good day is tomorrow, last game of the season, kickoff off 12.30. Totally meaningless, it’s Swansea we’re playing, and neither team can get relegated or into the playoffs. Just playing for pride
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