it appears that the dishwasher latch is not working. So Ive got to have an attempt at fixing it - or I could just order a new latch from ebay for £7.
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Afternoon!Originally posted by zeitghost View Post<pffffft>
Did a truly massive <pffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff fffffffffffffffffffffffft> yesterday & was frightened I might follow through.
It's an age thing, Mr Lizard. I never do this without the holy trilogy of spare towels, a toilet within 10 seconds dash, and a jar of AnuSol.
Had a very light lunch and dinner (diet thing with GF#1) but a whole bottle of wine and some whisky as it was games night (6+ Dino Horde).
Woke up this morning with a badgers arse for a brain.
Nurse!
If you think my attitude stinks, you should smell my fingers.Comment
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I only had one call there, someone asked for reception and I hadn't a clue what to dial, so I said yes, ok, pressed some random buttons and then put the phone down. Fortunately, permie next to me explained what to do for the future.Originally posted by mudskipper View Post
I hate phones.If you think my attitude stinks, you should smell my fingers.Comment
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Should I claim my free 48GB of free Dropbox space for my Galaxy? Or just stick to the 1T of OneDrive?If you think my attitude stinks, you should smell my fingers.Comment
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Hit it with a hammer. That'll either fix it, or smash it to bits. Either way, you'll definitely know if you need a new oneOriginally posted by FiveTimes View Post
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Ah, percussive maintenanceOriginally posted by NickFitz View PostHit it with a hammer. That'll either fix it, or smash it to bits. Either way, you'll definitely know if you need a new one
"Being nice costs nothing and sometimes gets you extra bacon" - Pondlife.Comment
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A few years ago, I was contracting at Cambridge Assessment, the examinations board syndicate owned by Cambridge University. One afternoon my phone rang for the first time in about five months. I gazed at it in astonishment, and glanced at the permie lead developer at the next desk, who was also looking at it with a wild surmise. He looked at me, clearly unsure what should be done. I shrugged and answered it.Originally posted by hyperD View Post
A voice that sounded like somebody's mum said "Hello, is that Cambridge University?"
Much confused, I said "Erm, it's part of it."
Turned out she wanted to speak to somebody about admissions. That certainly had nothing to do with us, and as far as I know (which isn't very far) the individual colleges handle such things themselves, rather than there being any central office.
I quickly Googled and gave her what appeared to be a main switchboard number of some kind for some part of the institution, and rang off. It's not as if we were connected to some overarching University Telephone Network to which I could transfer her, or if we were, I didn't know about it.
Nobody had any idea how she might have found the number of the extension at my desk in an organisation that dealt solely with the setting of exam papers listed as any kind of primary number for "Cambridge University"
Me tooOriginally posted by hyperD View Post
<- like that.
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My tortilla press just arrived
As well as the three jars of chipotle adobo sauce.Comment
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In the process of pumpkin pie making.
Pastry made, just as well I know how to make pastry as the recipe was wrong, so had to make adjustments.
Roasting the pumpkin in the oven to soften it and once that's done will blind bake the pastry and start to make the filling.Comment
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My phone here rang once. I quickly turned the ringer volume down and made sure nobody had noticed. It hasn't rung again
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