Kitchen technic

Just by the by, gadgets now back up and running in the lounge / kitchen ...
> Squeezebox + Slimserver 6.5.4
> Silverstone HTPC w Blackgold Tuners, XPMC etc
> Arcam 8 series AMP/pre-AMP / CD
> Infocus SP1405 Projector
> SeViC KC2 10.2" LCD TV + DVD + DVB-T + MP3 + DivX
And of course...
> Britannia L100 6 burner (unbeatable at just making stuff hotter)

Kitchen-tastic!

The completion of the building work at home demands celebration & publicity, so I thought I'd brush off the dust on the blog. And something tells me that my new found involvement with theNetStart will have me contributing more regularly than ever in 2008 - but more on that soon.

Anyway, after a ridiculous, exasperating & tear-filled year, battling with every incompetent & thoughtless party that's been involved, we have almost got our home back to a normal, livable state. To say this started with a barely noticeable drip and ended with a dispute the Financial Ombudsman had to help with, pretty much taking out a year of our lives along the way, its
insane. You wouldn't want to make this stuff up, so I'm bloody glad its over. If I had my way, there'd be a new annual fireworks display in Roundhay Park to commemorate the victory of the little man (thats me) against the big corporation (thats them).

All of which leads me, naturally, to come up with a festive ditty to be sung to the classic seasonal tune...

Back in two thousand six, we had a little leak...
Twelve months of hassle,
Eleven crap contractors,
Ten wasted oak trees,
Nine broken promises,
Eight hundred phone calls,
Seven days a week,
Six shoddy claim handlers,
Five blazing rows.
Four-ty thousand pounds,
Three sets of worried parents,
Two stressed out Sweets,
And another bloody hike in insurance premiums!

(With no thanks at all to everyone who made this hard for us by screwing up, being late, or continually needing to be chased, harrangued & double-checked to do a half-decent job).

Of course, I don't believe anyone reads these damn blogs, least of all customer service directors in insurance companies. So I might just have it all printed up on a sandwich board and parade in front of Churchills like a sad loon, challenging him to come n have a go if he thinks he's hard enough. F***ing stupid mutt.

Anyway, if you do know me it'd be great to have your support. Text me at my normal number, with the word KITCHEN, followed by A, B or C.
A (you poor things, you must be so relieved its all finished)
B (can't believe the way you've been treated, i'd love to make a contribution to your legal campaign)
C (we're sick of hearing you go on about it, just let it go now you mentalist)