Gingerjo’s Blog

I’ve given in. Our existing fridge freezer is very poorly and may die of old age at any moment, but it’s been a difficult choice. We desperately need a new fridge freezer but also want to save towards our wedding and also our summer holiday. Which do you prioritise?

Since it’s my birthday very soon I’ve bitten the bullet. I’ve bought a fridge freezer for my birthday. At least I’ll get plenty use out of it - it’s not as if it’s an unwanted present. It’s just not very romantic. But, it’s frost free which means I won’t have to defrost it every few weeks and I’d call that a pretty fair trade off. Who needs romance anyway?

I got quite a good deal on the Comet website - I had a look to see if it was cheaper elsewhere but it wasn’t because they had 10% off and free delivery and they’ll take the old one away for us. We’ve just got to try and eat as much of the frozen food as possible now before it’s delivered.

It’s a bit bigger than our current model but I’ve measured it and it should fit. It should be a hell of a lot cheaper to run too - it’s A rated. I dread to think how much electric the current one uses - I bet it’ll save us £60 a year.

Mark’s stumping up half the cash for it as it’s my birthday present, but obviously donations from other kind hearted souls will also be most welcome.

It’s been one of those weeks where it’s been impossible to predict what’s coming next.

On Monday I developed severe abdominal pains and had to go home from work. It felt like food poisoning, but apart from the excruiating pain there were no other symptoms. This meant I missed the last week but one of my marketing course. I had a telephone consultation with the doctor and he didn’t have a clue, but we both figured that I wasn’t dying so I’d just have to live with it. I was off Tuesday and Wednesday too, when I was supposed to be in Cheltenham on a training course, so that all went pear shaped too. Daytime telly really is a drag - I think they make it so bad to make going to work preferable.

On Thursday a work colleague decided to leave and left - she’s not working her notice, she’s got a new job starting tomorrow. Well I guess there’s no time like the present. We’re all a bit jealous really that she’s escaped.

Also on Thursday my sister had all manner of problems at work and had to call the Union in to sort it out. I was on emergency counselling duties to help her through it, but I’m not sure that I’d have coped any better than she did if I’d been in her position. Her management team have behaved disgracefully and should all be reprimanded.

On Friday I went out with some friends from work - we didn’t get charged for the train and we all ended up getting our meal for free (although I can’t say how for legal reasons). Very cheap night out and lots of fun - shame about the hangover though - I could have lived without that.

We also won £40 on the Euromillions this Friday with the work’s syndicate. OK, so we bought £40 worth of tickets, but normally we don’t even win a tenner. Maybe our luck is changing?

I received an unexpected package yesterday morning - Mum had sent me a book which was a lovely surprise. It’s all about food.

Obviously this morning we’d no water.

OK, so perhaps it’s not the most exciting week ever recorded but at least stuff happened. Not all good stuff, but not all bad stuff either. Helped the week speed by anyway. I wonder what’s coming next?

The household was thrown into choas this morning by a sudden loss of water pressure. We had no water! It’s amazing how utterly debilitating this is - no shower, no flushing the loo, no washing your hands, no cleaning your teeth, no filling the kettle for a brew. Mark had to go to work with a face full of whiskers - he wasn’t a happy man.

Three hours without water and we were sent back to the stone age. I can’t even imagine what it must be like for those poor people in the devastated areas of Burma and China. This past few years it seems that God has fallen out with Asia. If there’s a catastropic natural disaster going to happen it seems to strike the East. Those poor, poor people - they don’t deserve it - nobody does. Aren’t their lives difficult enough already?

At least the Mancunian water crisis is over. The water is back on, but is currently a delightful shade of brown. Mud glorious mud! Unfortunately I didn’t notice this until I’d already set my nice white washing going. I’ve got about six loads to do today, but I really wish I’d started with the darks now. Who knows what colour my whites will come out. I’m also loathe to have a shower myself until the water is clear again. I look like a medieaval peasant at the moment - all bushy hair and dirty teeth. And as for the washing up - I think I’ll just ignore that for now.