I phoned yesterday after my pump gave up the ghost. It took it's damn time doing so and I thought the highs I was getting could have been attributed to an infection of sorts but it seems it's because my pump was gradually getting knackered. After disappearing to Guildford for the day I've come home to find a new pump here and a free postage label to send back my knackered one with for whatever the boffins do to them. This one is all nice and shiney. Also a dead replica of that last one. Some things on it are a little different but all is well.
Tom
Tom