Wednesday, March 07, 2007
I'm working at home today. A plumber had to come round and quote for connecting up our new oven (ensuring compliance with all kinds of regulations). Apparently, I have to pay the government £5 to tell them I've had a cooker installed. What a con. It's not the best day for any good feeling from me towards Tony & Co. Today's top idiocy seems to be the announcement that the government's new plan to deal with illegal immigrants is to text the immigrants and remind them to go home. I'm sorry, but that's not a plan with a couple of holes in it - it's a set of holes only very loosely held together with a half-arsed whiff of an idea. I'd love a job in a government thinktank, it can't be very hard. Reckon I could churn out a month's worth of crud ideas by Monday lunchtime and spend the rest of the week in the pub. I'll bet £10 that texting these folk won't work - if I can find someone to take that bet on. I can't wait to see how much it costs to set up. Hope the Audit Office crucify it.
The friendly plumber who came round will be quoting to connect our new cooker, put in our new sink and to install an outside tap in order to connect up a yet-to-be-purchased motion-sensitive cat soaker. It's going to be a while until that is done. In the meantime, I have just used my lunch hour to de-shit the garden. Possibly the most unpleasant thing I've done for a long time. I'm actually struggling to think of anything I'd rather do less in a lunch hour. I then installed a new battery in my existing cat scarer. It seems to work, as when I turned it on and waved my hand in front of it a dog further down the street started barking. Then came the lion shit. It was very sealed. On opening it the reason became apparent. Never mind repelling cats, it repels humans.
Our garden is now libeally coated in Silent Roar. It's only been 10 minutes, but no sign of felines yet...
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