It has been a wild few days….by which I mean tame (perspective is everything) but wild when living without an oven that works (pampered – moi? Oh yes).
For some months, I have been having problems with my lovely big treat, posh Bose docking station in that it wouldn’t work.
On whimpering, the lovely people at Bose sent out a new cable: it still wouldn’t work.
And so, the whole docking station was packed off back to Belgium (useful warranty – yay). While in a training course at work, a voicemail message was left by Bose to say the docking station was perfectly fine – perhaps the fault was with the iPod – the advice was to replace it.
So, what with having more than one iPod kicking about the place….
I tried it again.
It STILL wouldn’t work.
Grrrr.
Two different iPods….neither would work.
Different plug sockets….neither would work.
‘What the smeg?’ Thought I, let’s change the fuse (not done something so technical before).
It works.
So, a spate of wild, heady DIY has followed – the glass lamp in the sitting room that wouldn’t work despite a new bulb? I changed the fuse.
It wouldn’t work.
Grrr.
Remembered there is an ‘on’ switch on the cable – switched the switch – it works!
And then – true inspiration – the OVEN. Broken since I foolishly cleaned it two weeks ago.
Get ready: I changed the fuse. This was doubly technical: I reached the plug by tipping the oven away from the wall and jamming a small pan in the gap between the oven and the wall allowing enough space for my arm to snake down….
You know what? The oven works. Get me!
I need to get out more.