Shortly after my post of yesterday, we discovered that there was no hot water. I checked the boiler. The timer was still running, but the rest of the electronics were dead. I unscrewed the control panel, fished inside it, took out the 2A fuse and replaced it with another one. No change. The boiler is dead and we have no heating, no hot water and the prospect of a huge bill with which to start the New Year.
Naturally my first thought was to whinge about my misfortune on my blog. That’s when I discovered the battery in the MacBook Pro was plummeting to 0% and the power lead had stopped working. The screen faded and died before I could finish the boiler illustration to your left. So, one trip to the Apple reseller later, here I am, waiting for my brother to appear and drive us all to Lincolnshire. It might be flat, but at least we’ll be staying somewhere warm and in a part of the country where no-one would dream of paying almost £60 for a jumped up kettle lead to stick in their laptop.
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Oh dear. Is it possible to feel deeply sympathetic and horribly amused at the same time? I’m afraid it is, because that’s how I feel.
Still look on the bright side: your wife hasn’t left you yet (can’t think why not) and you’re not the kind of idiot who’d wreck his iBook by doing something really dumb like, erm, spilling beer on the keyboard.
Yes, even I feel horribly amused, though sheer fecking annoyance is - by a shade - my principle emotion.
True - you’d have to be a real twat to spill beer on the keyboard. Still, you can use the thing as a very expensive spare hard drive.
Just don’t let a toddler rip off the right-hand shift key on the new one. You’d have to be a real, real idiot to let that one happen…
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