For the first time this week – not counting the day of the drive home – it was a day off. It wasn't the most restful night's sleep, as more cricket was on TV, and then next thing that I knew was it was 5 am, and I was snoring and slobbering on the couch. (I think that is a picture that you like to have in your mind!) I eventually made the long walk back to bed, and carried on snoring until about 9 in the morning.
I was rudely woken up by my phone. The engineer who said he would be coming around in the afternoon to fix the dishwasher and oven was calling for the model numbers of the two offending items. I eventually found them, and he said that due to a change of plans, he would be around very shortly. ARRGGGHHHH, there goes my morning of lazing in bed.
"I know, as it is a nice day, I think I'll head to the beach for a little rest and relaxation down there." Before I could get oiled up and don my tiger print Speedo I thought it would be prudent to wait for the engineer, as he probably will be here in a couple minutes, like he said on the phone.
3 hours later, the guy bowled up, without as much as a sorry about the delay (Western Australia is also known as WA – which I have decided means Wait Again, no one actually does anything when they say they will). This guy was a very unrealistic looking engineer, as he looked more like some middle aged kebab shop owner. He mumbled something and then looked at the model numbers that I had given him, asked about the problems. I explained them again – like I had done on the phone. The engineer scratched his head, and then said thank you, he'll come back, and then left.
He didn't say when he'll be back, or anything. He actually didn't do anything. I thought that maybe he was off to his van to get the parts or some tools to take the oven apart. After 5 minutes I looked outside, and his van wasn't there anymore.
By this point the clouds had rolled in, and so there wasn't any point in heading to the beach, so I did some tidying up, planning my return to the UK for a couple weeks, and then settled in to watch the TV.
This evenings essential viewing was going to included Big Brother (nominations for the first time are on tonight), then some "I'm a Celebrity, Get me Out of Here" (the UK version – with the one with David Guess, Lauren Booth, and the others). Following that was reruns of the last few Eurovision Song Contests (just to get us excited about the upcoming contest), and an Abba Documentary. Finally about midnight the cricket started, but I decided I might as well get some proper sleep in bed, so I only watched a little bit of it.
Another day off tomorrow.
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