Another misty day. Misty Yorkshire. Is there a world beyond the farmers field. I’m not entirely sure.
I think the mist might be seeping into my mind as well.
Yesterday our telephone gave up the ghost. On a call and suddenly nothing. Well apart from a clicking noise from the handset combined with a slight whiff off internal components burning up. So a replacement phone arrived this morning. Two hours later I’m sat looking at another dead phone. I’ve put batteries in. Turned it on as per the instructions. The display is working but no ringing tone. Whatever I did. Nothing.
Here’s a free technical tip.
It does help if you remember to plug the phone into the wall socket first. For some unexplained reason when you do that suddenly the phone starts to work perfectly. Most bizarre that.
If that wasn’t bad enough I then went into the kitchen to make lunch. It’s not a great idea to put a microwave risotto packet into the microwave – without ripping the corner open first. Will be cleaning the end results up for weeks.
Definitely a misty head day….