Flighty, Fickle and Fanciful ...

Well thanks a lot BT - Welcome Virgin Media

by SketchWeasel @ Friday, Feb. 22, 2008 – 20:37:38

Hello All

It's been an interesting and entertaining few weeks since my last posts.

BT ARE A BUNCH OF BASTARDS and I mean that most sincerely folks.

I made an arrangement with them that I would pay our phone bill in full on Friday 1st February. It left me a little short cash wise and it also meant that our car insurance bounced as there wasn't enough in our 'safe' account but I paid it nonetheless.

Not much - only £100.83 but a severe dent in the budget and it was their fault because they had not told me that they were taking us off monthly billing and putting us on to quarterly so I assumed that the money was coming out of our bank account.

Not so ... they cut off our phone without notice, hence I ran up a huge bill on the mobile trying to reach them and being on hold for 40 minutes... not impressed.

So I paid the bill ... but the phone was still cut off ... why?
Because they still wanted £3.16 for our FINAL BILL. Because the money didn't clear in their account until the 4th they thought I had not paid so cut us off anyway.

Ho hum ... then they wanted £120 for a deposit towards putting our phone back on again ....

I GOT THE SERIOUS HUMP!!

We've now signed up with Virgin Media, internet and phone package only costing £15.00 per month. So off went BT and aol and in comes new email addresses.

We've been with aol for 10 years so it seems kind of weird but we looked into the pricing and found that we could do better elsewhere.

Other than that - life is pretty groovy at the moment, back online and getting back in touch with my friends!

Take care all

Sketch x

Stinky Sunday ...

by SketchWeasel @ Sunday, Jan. 06, 2008 – 15:50:10

Or at least that's what the folks here will think on their return from playing with Land Rovers.

Hubby and the Daughter are round at our friends house, getting mucky and grimy (she'd better have remembered to take off her new fleecy).

Yesterday they went to Telford to help with fixing another landy - hubby called and said we'll be home by 6.30. I knew there was absolutely no chance so didn't bother with getting any dinner! Hubby sent me a text at 6.30 saying 'running late (of course)shall I get a takeaway'?

They finally arrived and we ate at 10.30 last night! Amused - actually yes as I had spent the afternoon crocheting and watching my collection of music DVD's.

But as to why the family will think the house is stinky? Well it's hair dying day. Any guesses as to what colour?

Anyway - I'm just about cooked, so I'd better find something to rinse my hair off with - oh for a shower!

Tara a bit xx

Stolen from Ozzzy ...

by SketchWeasel @ Thursday, Nov. 29, 2007 – 18:23:54

My name begins with S

1. Famous Singer: Sting (allegedly)

2. Four Letter Word: Shag

3. Street that you have been down: Stone

4. Colour that expresses your mental state: Saffron

5. Gift/Present you would like to receive: Sentimental

6. Type of Vehicle: Snow Plough

7. Things In A Souvenir Shop: Spoons

8. Boy Name: Simon

9. Girl Name: Shirley

10. Favourite Movie Title: Shrooms

11. Alcoholic Drink: Smirnoff

12. Occupation: Sex Guru

13. Famous Celebrity: Sharon Osbourne

14. Magazine: Scarlet

15. U.K. City: Salisbury

16. U.S. City: I have no idea - it's American!

17. Fruit: Sharon

18. Reason For Being Late For Work: Shagging

19. Something You Throw Away: Sellotape

20. Something You Shout: SHITFUCKANDMONKEYBOLLOCKS!

That's me alright!

by SketchWeasel @ Monday, Oct. 01, 2007 – 20:44:19

The Part of You That No One Sees

You are unique, witty, and even a little snobby.
You're quite proud of who you are, and nothing is going to change that.
You've paved your own way in life, and you've ended up where you want to be.

Underneath it all, you feel very isolated from the rest of the world.
It's hard to find people to relate to you on every level.
The mundane interests of your friends and family often bore or depress you.

What's the Part of You That No One Sees?

oooh it's all exciting!

by SketchWeasel @ Sunday, Sep. 02, 2007 – 11:55:53

We went to see CATS at the Birmingham Hippodrome yesterday -and it was fantastic!

I'm so glad that my daughter got to see it, she's been going on about it for years ever since we read her T.S.Elliots Old Possums Book of Practical Cats. We bought her the video of the London cast about 6 years ago and it's almost knackered through watching it so often.

And GrowlTiger was in it!!! So chuffed, being as it was the matinee performance, the understudies were playing the lead roles - and they were excellent! Wouldn't have know that they were the understudies if we hadn't been told at the start of the performance.

WOW!! We had a lovely day out - would love to see it again but it's only got another week at the Hippodrome.

But I am going to have a moan - the tickets cost £18.50 each and hubby had to take out a second mortgage to pay for drinks and ice cream at the interval. Nearly 8 quid for 2 ice creams and two bottles of water!! How do they justify that?

Still - a good day was had by all.

Up at sparrow fart 2

by SketchWeasel @ Friday, Aug. 31, 2007 – 06:40:36

Morning - it's 06.37am

I am knackered - last night was the Blueberry Jam, I didn't get to go unfortunately but I still had an extremely late night due to the fact I was babysitting our friend Mick's 2 boys and my daughter. We got home nigh on 1am - hubby and I sat and chewed the fat for half an hour and then went off to bed.

At which point I discovered I couldn't sleep. Till about half an hour before the bloody alarm went off.

Arse!

It looks like I got dressed in the dark, inside the wardrobe! Whoops! Must smarten myself up a bit.

see you all later

Up with the sparrows - home with the cows

by SketchWeasel @ Thursday, Aug. 30, 2007 – 19:10:42

Well I managed to catch my bus into Dudley at 7.05am, arrived just in time to catch my connecting bus to Tipton! Phew that was close - tighter than a gnats chuff!

Got to Tipton to discover that I was surrounded by the steel industry and could I spot the place I was going - could I hell, I ended up asking four different people before getting the answer off a very cool biker type dude in the stores of one of the 'other' steel works.

To discover that I had then to walk down a very steep hill, along an unmade road, across a steep canal bridge - Oh and yeah me with a still quite dodgy foot. My bones complained a LOT today.

Still I arrived at the appointed place with one minute to spare and found myself in a building site! Reception is not currently at the front of the office, due to being located at the back of the office whilst building work is completed on the new reception area - baffled? I certainly was.

So there I am - having arrived at 8am as requested by the agency to discover that the lady who is supposed to be teaching me the switchboard doesn't arrive till 9. The Managing Director - bloody nice bloke, sat me down and bless his heart tried to show me how it all worked but he ended up more confused by doing so. So he said I should sit and read the paper while waiting.
Office Manager lady turns up and looks baffled - she was expecting me at 9. Bloody agency!!

Ho Hum - we've agreed a compromise I'm starting at 8.30 tomorrow but I still have to catch the same buses!

Never mind it's all a laugh.

Sitting working opposite a biker - that's always a good thing, I'll slip him some flyers for the New Music Weekender tomorrow!!

Huzzah!

Check out the website for the New Music Weekender - buy some tickets, come and join the fun... Perlease
www.hedgewolf.net/nmw

That way you get to meet the Sketchweasel!!

Anyway it's Thursday night - it's The Blueberry Jam at the Cottage Inn, Enville Street, Stourbridge.

Check out - www.myspace.com/theblueberryjamuk for further info and piccies of previous events.

Tara a bit

Sketch x

Up at the crack of sparrow fart!

by SketchWeasel @ Thursday, Aug. 30, 2007 – 06:32:50

Morning ... looking round bleary eyed to see if anyone else is up.

Bloody hell - who had the idiot idea to get up at 5.45am??

I have to leave the house for my temp job in 15 minutes ... arrrgh!

Tales of a temping nature

by SketchWeasel @ Wednesday, Aug. 29, 2007 – 21:55:23

I've recently been doing temping work for an agency in Dudley, they are quite reliable and friendly and tomorrow I start a months contract for them at a steelworks as a receptionist.

This brought to mind one of my early temp jobs, which I was doing while looking for a real job after leaving college.

It's a Monday morning - I have arrived, half an hour earlier than expected - always polite to arrive early and get to know their ways before actually starting a job. I was working for a team of architects whilst their usual secretary was on holiday, so two weeks of fairly good money. An opportunity not to be missed.

Except I didn't last beyond the first day - it became apparent that one of the architects, a married man, was having an affair. That's cool with me, whatever floats your boat - expect for one minor problem and he knew it and I knew it -
He was banging my best friend and had just spent most of the weekend in her company. He didn't realise that I was the office until I walked to the kettle - he had been gleefully telling his business partner about this really hot but somewhat dizzy girl that he'd spent the weekend shagging, in her parents bed, with her plain best mate in the room next door.

During my lunch break I scuttled off to the agency and said err .. get me the hell out of there, there's a conflict of interest and there will be bloodshed by nightfall.

Woman at the agency made me explain what the problem was - half an hour later back in the office, the phone rings, I answer, hand the phone to the business partner, who then ashen faced asked me to leave. The silly bitch at the agency had only gone and repeated everything I had said!

I never repeated the rest of the overheard conversation to my friend - there are just things you cannot do and it certainly wasn't the most pleasant days work I have ever done.

Anyway - in the words of Yoda

Bed I must to go ......

ooooh! Just thought of something, we're going to see the musical CATS at the Birmingham Hippodrome on Saturday. Our daughter has been in love with it since we read her 'Old Possum's book of Practical Cats' as a baby - we bought her the Andrew Lloyd Webber musical on VHS about 5 years ago and it's almost worn through. Finally we get to see it performed on stage. It's going to be a lovely weekend, I can feel it in me water - the best thing is that she has paid for the tickets herself out of her birthday money.

Closing down sale ... everything must go!

by SketchWeasel @ Tuesday, Aug. 28, 2007 – 13:28:40

Made a decision today.

This blog is going going gone - there will be no more from the pen of the Sketchweasel.

Time has come to move on out.