This mask sums up my feelings:
The sooner I see that back of this year, the better.
Karen
Dark nights always keep you in the shade
Some words would be better left unspoken
No joke there's a price that must be paid
This mask sums up my feelings:
The sooner I see that back of this year, the better.
Karen
Not quite new year. Yet. We’ve been moved to Tier 4, so that means the following:
If you live in a Tier 4 area, you must follow the rules below. This means that you cannot leave or be outside of the place you are living unless you have a reasonable excuse. You cannot meet other people indoors, including over the Christmas and New Year period, unless you live with them, or they are part of your support bubble. Outdoors, you can only meet one person from another household.
Thankfully, I can still travel to see my support bubble, so
once Monster is back (and we know that the weather isn’t going to dump a load
of snow on us) I shall make plans to escape.
Ah - my phone's ringing... And it's Arbury.
The Monster is ready.
Back later.
Karen
I've stood alone where the mountains are blue
Watching the world's unbelievable view
A special book makes the child in us cry
Magic in words at the blink of an eye
Just had the call from Molly at Arbury. They’ve isolated the problem – it was the main engine fan control unit that was defective (aka buggered). So, they’ve got one coming in from their parts supplier this afternoon, so will be fitted to the Monster this afternoon, so I can pick it up today.
They plugged the computer in, and it threw lots of errors at
them. What a surprise. I always joked that my car was plug and pray
(as in plug the computer in, and pray that you get the answers!) So, they then had the big engine fan kick in,
and surprise, surprise. The dashboard lights
up like a Christmas tree with all the errors and the noises that the car plays when
it throws a hissy fit.
Now comes the painful part.
£223. But this does include all
the diagnostics, removal of the error codes, removal and fitting of the
defective part (as well as the part itself).
But I guess it could have been a hell of a lot worse – I suspected that
it was the climate control electronics going expensively wrong.
I know people tell me that I am nuts paying main dealer
prices but it’s for this reason that I do so.
I called the dealership directly last week, and the car was booked in to
be looked at today with minimum fuss, and I am treated like a valued customer –
not a registration number to be gotten rid of as soon as possible.
So all I can do is wait for the phone call to sat that the
little Monster is ready for collection, and then head over to collect it….
Karen
Where is the journey
No one defies
The end comes early
That’s no surprise
When it’s all over
And it’s all done
The best is waiting
And yet to come
Well, Monster is now at Arbury Peugeot – waiting to be looked at. I will admit that I was slightly worried that it wouldn’t start due to the damned electronic issues.
But, first turn of the key, and the car started. To say there were murmurs of relief was an
understatement. So, it was then a case
of nursing the little horror into Arbury, so that their technicians could see
what the hell was going on – and what was draining the battery. I mean two batteries in 24hrs was a bit
excessive…
Once on the road, I discovered the drawback to not having
the climate control on… The windscreen
started to mist up (and my hands were freezing cold as well) so it was a case
of having to put the climate control on and pray.
Well, I think my guardian angel must have been listening, as the car behaved itself – no stupid warning lights (other than the engine management light on the dashboard), so it was a slightly more comfortable trip – especially as all the traffic lights were on green, and traffic was a doddle.
Mind you – that could have been
due to the time that I was travelling – 08:00 – the schools aren’t due back
until next week (bug permitting) and most sensible people were still in bed.
I managed to get the little monster to Arbury, and got it
booked in earlier than expected (a big thank you to Molly – she is a real
star!) so all I can do now is wait and see what the verdict is….
Back when I have more info on the expensive little monster….
Karen
Like a broken wheel stops turning
You ain't going nowhere
Now you've got to heal that burning
Or you ain't got a prayer
Like a broken wheel
That's what really
annoys me, My home area has been placed in tier 3 for COVID-19
restrictions, meaning that the following rules are in place:
So, when London, parts of Essex and Hertfordshire get put into tier 3, you would have thought that the world was ending - especially the way that it was being reported by the media. These two gems came from BBC News and Sky News respectively:
The director of the Theatres Trust said the London's theatres would face "disaster" under the stricter rules, while business owners in the capital said it would "be a ghost town".
The Confederation of British Industry warned that "thousands of jobs and livelihoods could be at risk" due to the government moving London into Tier 3.
Congratulations. Now you know what the rest of us are having to put up with. Why the south of England thinks that they are so unique, I have no idea. They're not the only areas that have had these issues.
Areas in the north of England (and my home in darkest Warwickshire) are all under these restrictions - and I think that we have gotten off lightly, as we (Warwickshire) only got placed into tier 3 the beginning of December, where as places like Newcastle have been in tier 3 since the beginning of September (if not longer!)
Ah well - rant over. I've had enough of staring at a computer screen today.
Back when I get chance...